I will accept thy will to do and be, Thy hatred and intolerance of sin, Thy will at least to love, that burns within And thirsteth after Me: So will I render fruitful, blessing still, The germs and small beginnings in thy heart, Because thy will cleaves to the better part.''" Alas, I cannot will. Dost not thou will, poor soul? Yet I receive The inner unseen longings of the soul, I guide them turning towards Me; I control And charm hearts till they grieve: If thou desire, it yet shall come to pass, Though thou but wish indeed to choose My love; For I have power in earth and heaven above.''" I cannot wish, alas! What, neither choose nor wish to choose? and yet I still must strive to win thee and constrain: For thee I hung upon the cross in pain, How then can I forget? If thou as yet dost neither love, nor hate, Nor choose, nor wish,''" resign thyself, be still Till I infuse love, hatred, longing, will.''" I do not deprecate. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT CASTLE BOTEREL by THOMAS HARDY NOTHING WILL DIE by ALFRED TENNYSON THE MAIDEN CITY by CHARLOTTE ELIZABETH TONNA LONDON, 1802 (1) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 39. AL-HAFIZ by EDWIN ARNOLD TO CHILDREN: 3. THE GOLDEN DAY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |