Page:Twilight Hours (1868).djvu/195

Rh Because I struck at others in my pain, Like some wild beast that, wounded, turns at bay, And rends the innocent earth he stands upon — O Lord, I do repent. Because I was impatient, would not wait, But thrust mine impious hand across Thy threads. And marred the pattern drawn out for my life — O Lord, I do repent. Because I called good evil, evil good, And thought I, ignorant, knew many things, And deemed my weight of folly weight of wit— O Lord, I do repent. Because Thou hast borne with me all this while, Hast smitten me with love until I weep, Hast called me, as a mother calls her child — O Lord, I do repent.