Virginia Argus

A PRAYER TO THE DEITY.

While raptured Seraphs adoring
And burning Seraphs sing,
Trembling I wait the just command
"My Father, God and King
Thou source of everlasting good,
Whose bounty flows to all,
Thy power restrains the swelling flood
Oh hear! to thee I call...
Thy presence fills unbounded space
Directs the reasoning mind;
Thro' nature's various parts we trace
Her God: her God we find.
The wisdom paints each blushing flower
And shades the springing green
Thy goodness falls in every shower
In every shower is seen.
Wilt thou, good God, thro' every
Wilt thou, whose will is fate,
From youth to swift declining age,
Vouchsafe to bless my state;"
Whene'er thy wisdom thinks it fit
To shake this clay-built frame:
Teach me with patience to submit,
With patience bless thy name.
Let not the stream of partial ill
My better thoughts betray:
Let right and reason guide me still
Thro' virtue's flowery way.
Give me content, and peace of mind
And raise me when I fall:
Give zeal with moderation joined
And charity for all.
Drive from my breast the sceptic's pride
His blindness let me see;
This boon I ask, great God besides,
Firm belief in Thee.