Poem by William Cowper

The Perfect Sacrifice

I place an offering at thy shrine,
From taint and blemish clear,
Simple and pure in its design,
Of all that I hold dear.

I yield thee back thy gifts again,
Thy gifts which most I prize;
Desirous only to retain
The notice of thine eyes.

But if, by thine adored decree,
That blessing be denied;
Resigned and unreluctant, see
My every wish subside.

Thy will in all things I approve,
Exalted or cast down;
Thy will in every state I love,
And even in thy frown. 

1. To The Rev. Mr. Newton
2. Abuse of the Gospel
3. The Glowworm
4. The Doves
5. Contentment

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