My desires
are many and my cry is pitiful, but ever didst thou
save me by
hard refusals; and this strong mercy has been wrought
into my life
through and through.
Day by day
thou art making me worthy of the simple, great gifts
that thou
gavest to me unasked—this sky and the light, this body and
the life and
the mind—saving me from perils of overmuch desire.
There are
times when I languidly linger and times when I awaken
and hurry in
search of my goal; but cruelly thou hidest thyself from
before me.
Day by day
thou art making me worthy of thy full acceptance by
refusing me
ever and anon, saving me from perils of weak, uncertain
desire
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