MY heart is easy, and my burthen light; I smile, though sad, when Thou art in my sight: The more my woes in secret I deplore, I taste Thy goodness, and I love Thee more. There, while a solemn stillness reigns around, Faith, Love, and Hope within my soul abound; And while the world suppose me lost in care, The joys of angels, unperceived, I share. Thy creatures wrong Thee, O Thou Sovereign Good! Thou art not loved, because not understood; This grieves me most, that vain pursuits beguile Ungrateful men, regardless of Thy smile. Frail beauty and false honour are adored; While Thee they scorn, and trifle with Thy Word; Pass, unconcerned, a Saviour's sorrows by; And hunt their ruin with a zeal to die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DIALOGUE ANTHEM by GEORGE HERBERT ULTIMATION by MAGDELEN EDEN BOYLE SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 24 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE OLD MAN'S COUNSEL by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT KITTY'S SUMMERING by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER CRUX VIA CAELORUM: 1 by PATRICK CAREY |