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Poems (Kimball)/As Thou Wilt

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4471822Poems — As Thou WiltHarriet McEwen Kimball

Part I.
To my Mother,
THE HOLY CATHOLIC CHURCH.

POEMS.

AS THOU WILT.
IT is so sweet to live My little life today, That I would never leave it, ifI might forever stay!—I sometimes say.
I am so weary, Lord, I would lie down for aye, Could I but hear Thee speak the word: "Thy sins are washed away!"—I sometimes say.
The better mood that lies These moods between midway, Comes softly, and I lift my eyes: "Lord, as Thou wilt!" I pray, And would alway.