I PLACE an offering at Thy shrine, From taint and blemish clear, Simple and pure in its design, Of all that I hold dear. I yield Thee back Thy gifts again, Thy gifts which most I prize; Desirous only to retain The notice of Thine eyes. But if, by Thine adored decree, That blessing be denied; Resigned and unreluctant, see My every wish subside. Thy will in all things I approve, Exalted or cast down! Thy will in every state I love, And even in Thy frown. |