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John Newton (Джон Ньютон)


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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:
  1. When Hannah Pressed with Grief
  2. That Rock Was Christ
  3. The Hiding Place
  4. They Shall Be Mine, Saith the Lord
  5. But One Loaf


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