O GOD of goodness, Thou my hope and stay While yet I hung upon my mother's breast; Who watch'd the slumbers of mine infant rest, And with new strength endued me, day by day; In youth, in manhood, thro' my onward way In safety led, here in full measure blest, Of every joy this world can give possest, In mercy spar'd e'en when I went astray; No gift withheld that could affection win! What in return for such great love of thine, What have I done? my God, what have I been? I from my Father's house where all was mine, A prodigal, still adding sin to sin, Have wander'd far to feed on husks of swine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LONELY DEATH by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY THE VISION (1) by ROBERT HERRICK PARODY OF A SHROPSHIRE LAD by HENRY MAXIMILIAN BEERBOHM MY ALPENSTOCK by HENRY GLASSFORD BELL THE HORSE THIEF by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |