From Sitting by My Laughing Fire

The future is a blank without a view

That which I wanted most, You have denied;

I cannot understand (and I have tried);

there’s nothing I can do but wait on You.

Earth offered much, and I had, lingering long

outside her lighted windows, wistful grown –

till at my side I heard a voice – Your own.

Lord, how could I resist a love so strong?

Take all away. I am content to know

such love is mine – for life is all too brief

to grieve for pleasures bringing only grief;

give me but You; it is enough just so.

Enough – and more! Such love in You keeps growing –

in You I find my deepest joy complete,

all longing satisfied, and pain made sweet;

in You my cup is filled to overflowing.