CXVII. Prayer answered by Crosses

1 I ask'd the Lord that I might grow,
In faith, and love, and every grace,
Might more of his salvation know,
And seek more earnestly his face.

2 'Twas he who taught me thus to pray,
And he I trust has answer'd prayer;
But it has been in such a way,
As almost drove me to despair.

3 I hop'd that in some favor'd hour,
At once he'd answer my request;
And by his love's constraining power,
subdue my sins, and give me rest.

4 Instead of this, he made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart;
And let the angry powers of hell
Assault my soul in every part.

5 Yet more, with his own hand he seem'd,
Intent to aggravate my woe;
Cross'd all the fair designs I schem'd,
blasted my gourds, and laid me low.

6 Lord, why is this, I trembling cry'd,
Wilt thou pursue thy worm to deat?
" 'Tis is this way," the Lord reply'd,
I answer prayer for grace and faith.

7 These inward trials I employ,
From self and pride, to set thee free,
And break thy schemes of earthly joy,
That thou may's seek thy all in me."

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First Line: I ask'd the Lord that I might grow
Title: Prayer answered by Crosses
Language: English
Publication Date: 1802
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