Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.
II. Prayer and AspirationPrayer
Mary, Queen of Hungary (13711395)O G
And the world’s hate
For my heart’s faith pursue me,
My peace they cannot take away;
From day to day
Thou dost anew imbue me;
Thou art not far; a little while
Thou hid’st thy face, with brighter smile
Thy father-love to show me.
If I sink down
When men to terrors leave me,
Thy father-love still warms my breast;
All ’s for the best;
Shall men have power to grieve me,
When bliss eternal is my goal,
And thou the keeper of my soul,
Who never will deceive me?
Christ Jesus, Lord,
Thou standest pitying by me,
And lookest on each grief of mine
And if ’t were thine:
What, then, though foes may try me,
Though thorns be in my path concealed?
World, do thy worst! God is my shield!
And will be ever nigh me.