75. Our Future

"What I do, thou knowest not now; but thou shalt know

             DID we but see,
When life first open'd, how our journey lay
Between its earliest and its closing day,
    Or view ourselves, as we one time shall be,
Who strive for the high prize, such sight would
The youthful spirit, though bold for Jesu's sake.

             But Thou, dear Lord!
Whilst I traced out bright scenes which were to
Isaac's pure blessings, and a verdant home,
    Didst spare me, and withhold Thy fearful word;
Willing me year by year, till I am found
A pilgrim pale, with Paul's sad girdle bound.

Tre Fontane
April 2, 1833.

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