1 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart,
Make me teachable and mild;
Upright, simple, free from art,
Make me as a weaned child;
From distrust and envy free,
Please with all that pleases thee.
2 What thou shall to-day provide,
Let me as a child receive;
What to-morrow may betide,
Calmly to thy wisdom leave:
'Tis enough that thou wilt care;
Why should I the burden bear?
3 As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own,
Knows he's neither strong nor wise,
Fears to stir a step alone:
Let me thus with thee abide,
As my Father, Guard, and Guide.
|First Line:||Quiet, Lord, my froward heart|
|Meter:||6 lines 7s|
|Topic:||The Christian Life: Humility and Watchfulness; Tranquillity|