"THE SUN TO RULE BY DAY"

Phil. ii. 13.

          Thou sayest, "Fit me, fashion me for Thee."
               Stretch forth thine empty hands, and be thou still;
          O restless soul, thou dost but hinder Me
               By valiant purpose and by steadfast will.
          Behold the summer flowers beneath the sun,
               In stillness his great glory they behold;
          And sweetly thus his mighty work is done,
               And resting in his gladness they unfold.
          So are the sweetness and the joy divine
          Thine, O belovèd, and the work is Mine.
          

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This document is from the Christian Classics Ethereal Library at Calvin College. Last updated on May 27, 1999. Contacting the CCEL.