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* * * Quiet, Lord, my froward heart, Make me teachable and mild; Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a weaned child; From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleaseth Thee. What Thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to thy wisdom leave: 'Tis enough that Thou wilt care; Why should I the burden bear? As a little child relies On a care beyond his own; Knows he's neither strong no wise; Fears to stir a step alone; Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. John Newton's other poems:
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