Mourning And Longing Poem by William Cowper

Mourning And Longing

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The Saviour hides His face;
My spirit thirsts to prove
Renew'd supplies of pardoning grace,
And never-fading love.

The favor'd souls who know
What glories shine in Him,
Pant for His presence as the roe
Pants for the living stream.

What trifles tease me now!
They swarm like summer flies!
They cleave to everything I do,
And swim before my eyes.

How dull the Sabbath day,
Without the Sabbath's Lord!
How toilsome then to sing and pray,
And wait upon the Word!

Of all the truths I hear,
How few delight my taste!
I glean a berry here and there,
But mourn the vintage past.

Yet let me (as I ought)
Still hope to be supplied;
No pleasure else is worth a thought,
Nor shall I be denied.

Though I am but a worm,
Unworthy of His care,
The Lord will my desire perform,
And grant me all my prayer.


How nice it is to sing the poem beyond words.

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Edward Kofi Louis 16 March 2016

Of all the truths i hear! Though i am a worm. Great work! ! Thanks for sharing.

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Susan Williams 16 March 2016

There are those who can write beautiful poetry of faith, William Cowper obviously has the faith

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M Asim Nehal 16 March 2016

Nicely written prayer, Thanks for sharing.

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Kim Barney 16 March 2016

Almost like a prayer. His faith is evident in his words.

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Savita Tyagi 16 March 2016

Such a heart felt and touching prayer.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 16 March 2016

Amazing flow of imagery as well as poem and their confluence with melancholy. Thanks for sharing it here.

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