My Thankfull Heart With Glorying Tongue Poem by Anne Bradstreet
My Thankfull Heart With Glorying Tongue
My thankfull heart with glorying Tongue
Shall celebrate thy Name,
Who hath restor'd, redeem'd, recur'd
From sicknes, death, and Pain.
I cry'd thov seem'st to make some stay,
I sovght more earnestly;
And in due time thou succóur'st me,
And sent'st me help from High.
Lord, whilst my fleeting time shall last,
Thy Goodnes let me Tell.
And new Experience I haue gain'd,
My future Doubts repell.
An humble, faitefull life, O Lord,
For ever let me walk;
Let my obedience testefye,
My Praise lyes not in Talk.
Accept, O Lord, my simple mite,
For more I cannot giue;
What thou bestow'st I shall restore,
For of thine Almes I liue.
Her soul shines through the humble words of this poem and gives us a different light to read by.
A most beautiful Classic Devotional in archaic style. She was born in 1612, well that´s a true archaic time.I have enjoyed this Classic Poem of the Day! Congratulations to her descent IF they happened to read. The first printed version had read her V wrongly, must be GIVE and LIVE in the last three lines. A myriads 10´s for this.
Help from High! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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