William Cowper Poems

My former hopes are fled,
My terror now begins;
I feel, alas! that I am dead
In trespasses and sins.
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My soul is sad, and much dismay'd;
See, Lord, what legions of my foes,
With fierce Apollyon at their head,
My heavenly pilgrimage oppose.
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The Lord proclaims His grace abroad!
'Behold, I change your hearts of stone;
Each shall renounce his idol-god,
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To be remembered thus is fame,
And in the first degree;
And did the few like her the same,
The press might sleep for me.
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Thee, whose refulgent staff and summons clear,
Minerva's flock longtime was wont t'obey,
Although thyself an herald, famous here,
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In vain to live from age to age
While modern bards endeavour,
I write my name in Patty's page,
And gain my point for ever.
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My God, till I received Thy stroke,
How like a beast was I!
So unaccustom'd to the yoke,
So backward to comply.
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God of my life, to Thee I call,
Afflicted at Thy feet I fall;
When the great water-floods prevail,
Leave not my trembling heart to fail!
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O Lord, my best desire fulfil,
And help me to resign
Life, health, and comfort to Thy will,
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Honor and happiness unite
To make the Christian's name a praise;
How fair the scene, how clear the light,
That fills the remnant of His days!
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