The world and worldly things beloved, Yet, Holy Father, wild despair prayer; My life's vast remnant all be Thine; Bids me this fleeting breath resign- CXXXV. SUM up at night what thou hast done by day; CXXXVI. WHEN I consider how my light is spent CXXXVII. WHEN I survey the bright So rich with jewels hung, that night My soul her wings doth spread The Almighty's mysteries to read For the bright firmament So silent; but is eloquent No unregarded star... Into so small a character, Removed far from our human sight. But if we stedfast looke, We shall discerne In it, as in some holy booke, How man may heavenly knowledge learne |