·
2 мин
Слушать

By Night when Others Soundly Slept

By night when others soundly slept     And hath at once both ease and Rest,     My waking eyes were open kept     And so to lie I found it best.     I sought him whom my Soul did Love,     With tears I sought him earnestly.     He bow'd his ear down from Above.     In vain I did not seek or cry.     My hungry Soul he fill'd with Good;    He in his Bottle put my tears,    My smarting wounds washt in his blood,    And banisht thence my Doubts and fears.    What to my Saviour shall I give    Who freely hath done this for me?    I'll serve him here whilst I shall live    And Love him to Eternity.

0
0
63
Подарок

Anne Bradstreet

Anne Bradstreet (née Dudley; March 20, 1612 – September 16, 1672) was the most prominent of early English poets of North America and first write…
Комментарии
Вам нужно войти , чтобы оставить комментарий
Сегодня читают
Ryfma
Ryfma - это социальная сеть для публикации книг, стихов и прозы, для общения писателей и читателей. Публикуй стихи и прозу бесплатно.