George MacDonald (Джордж Макдональд)

Appeal

If in my arms I bore my child,
Would he cry out for fear
Because the night was dark and wild
And no one else was near?

Shall I then treat thee, Father, as
My fatherhood would grieve?
I will be hopeful, though, alas,
I cannot quite believe!

I had no power, no wish to be:
Thou madest me half blind!
The darkness comes! I cling to thee!
Be thou my perfect mind.

1. The Gospel Women. 6. The Woman whom Satan had bound
2. The Gospel Women. 2. The Woman that lifted up her Voice
3. The Gospel Women. 15. Mary
4. The Gospel Women. 11. The Woman of Samaria
5. The Gospel Women. 8. The Widow with the Two Mites

Anne Brontë (Энн Бронте) Appeal ("Oh, I am very weary")

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