For still indulging this unruly child Sparing the rod, And treating her with Jesus' mercy mild -- God bless you, God. For keeping her from looking very old From pain and fraud, From death by violence and catching cold -- God bless you, God. For understanding that a girl may tire And entertain an impious desire And still not visiting her with your righteous ire -- God bless you, God! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MIRANDA'S SUPPER (VIRGINIA, 1866) by ELINOR WYLIE AUREOLA by NELLIE COOLEY ALDER AUTUMN MALADE by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE SEVEN HONEST MEN by MARTIN BENSON A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 35 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |