Poem November 16, 1935 Issue

The Will of God

LOUISA MARY COADE

Sweeter than honey in the comb,
Sweeter than song of bird on tree,
Sweeter than cheerful fires of home,
Sweeter than eve's tranquillity—
Thy will, O Lord, to me!

Sweeter than incense of the rose,
Sweeter than smile of child at play,
Sweeter than any flower that blows,
Sweeter than dawn at birth of day—
Thy will, O Lord, to me!

Worshiping Thee, whose will is good,
I would delight to do that will,
Letting no claim of self intrude.
Humbly I pray Thee to fulfill
Thy will, O Lord, in me!

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