To Myself

The following poem was written by Paul Fleming in 1600.

Let nothing make thee sad or fretful,
Or too regretful:
Be still.

What God hath ordered must be right,
Then find in it thine own delight,
My will.

Why should'st thou fill to-day with sorrow
About to-morrow,
My heart?

One watches all with care most true,
Doubt not that He will give thee, too,
Thy part.

Only be steadfast, never waver,
Nor seek earth's favor,
But rest;

Thou knowest what God wills must be
For all His creatures—so for thee—
The best.

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