ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF MY BIRTHDAY.
121
A year of peace and joy,
Or fraught with misery,
Or fraught with misery,
I know not, and 't were vain
For me to know
What portion I 'm assigned,
Of joy or woe.
For me to know
What portion I 'm assigned,
Of joy or woe.
He who the sparrow's fall
Deigns to decree,
Yet rules the monarch's fate,
Will care for me.
Deigns to decree,
Yet rules the monarch's fate,
Will care for me.
He, to whose piercing eye
A thousand years are one,—
He will appoint my lot
And mark my span!
A thousand years are one,—
He will appoint my lot
And mark my span!
He will appoint?—he has,
Ere time began;
E'en I was not o'erlooked
In Heaven's bright plan.
Ere time began;
E'en I was not o'erlooked
In Heaven's bright plan.
