RESIGNATION.
Yet, yet endure—nor murmur, O my foul!
For, are not thy transgressions great and numberless?
Do they not cover thee, like rising floods?
And press then, like a weight of waters, down?
Does not the hand of righteousness afflict thee?
And who shall plead against it? who shall say
To Pow'r Almighty, Thou hast done enough;
Or bid his dreadful rod of vengeance it stay?—
Wait, then, with patience, till the circling hours
Shall bring the time of thy appointed rest
And lay thee down in death.