The world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will of God abideth for ever.—I. John, ii. 17.
“Thy will be done.” And is’t not ever done?
But, as in heaven, it must be made our own.
His will must all our inclinations sway,
Whom nature, and the universe obey.
Happy the man, whose longings are confined
To what has been eternally designed;
Referring all to His paternal care,
To whom more dear than to ourselves we are!
Waller.