| Alfred H. Miles, ed. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Twilight Hours.
X. With God | | By Sarah Williams (“Sadie”) (1841–1868) |
| | (From “Responses”)
GOOD Lord, no strength I have, nor need; | |
| Within Thy light I lie, | |
| And grow like herb in sunny place, | |
| While outer storms go by. | |
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| Thy pleasant rain my soul doth feed— | 5 |
| Thy love like summer rain; | |
| I faint, but lo thy winds of grace | |
| Revive my soul again. | |
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| I fain would give some perfume out, | |
| Some bruisèd scent of myrrh; | 10 |
| But Thou art close at hand, my Lord— | |
| I need not strive nor stir. | |
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| I cannot fear, and need not doubt, | |
| Though I be weak and low: | |
| If Thou didst will, a mighty sword | 15 |
| From out my stem should grow. | |
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| Thou hast Thy glorious forest trees, | |
| Thy things of worth and power; | |
| But it may be Thy plan were marred | |
| Had I ne’er lived a flower. | 20 |
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| Thy promise, like an evening breeze, | |
| Doth fold my leaves in sleep; | |
| Who trusts, the Lord will surely guard, | |
| Who loves, the Lord will keep. | | | | |
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