Establish in some better way
My life, thou Godhead! that I may
Know it as virtue ranks
To scorn Thy gifts, or give Thee thanks.
For now I feel Thee near, unsought.
But why, when I seemed worth Thy thought,
High-souled, impatient for a task-
Why not have called me then, I ask?
No mountings of the spirit please;
Thou dost accept our dregs and lees;
The wise are they that feel Thy rod,
And grief alone is near to God.
Acceptation
John Eglinton
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