Send heavenly peace, that, like a gentle rill,
May flow within my soul! Thy holy will
Be done on earth, as now ’tis done in Heaven!
This aching breast with sweet submission fill!
Though by the dreadful stroke my heart be riven,
O, help me to resign the gift thy love has given!
XXVI.
Take him, my Father! take him if thou wilt—
My breaking heart withholds him not from Thee!
The rock on which my every hope is built,