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Lament, unhappy Heart, lament! Since GOD refuses still To hear thy Pray'r, some Discontent Unknown must cool his Will.

Doubtless thy heav'nly Father could Give All thy Suit does move; For He is Pow'r: And sure He would Give All; for He is Love.

Go then the secret Cause explore, Go search thy inmost Soul: Let Earth divide thy Care no more, Since Heav'n requires the Whole.

Ha! What do I here written see? It tells me "Yesterday Cold I prefer'd my careless Plea, And only seem'd to Pray".

But stay—What read I written there? "Something I would have done; His Spirit mov'd me to forbear, Yet boldly I went on."

Then bend once more thy Knees and pray, Once more lift up thy Voice: Seek Pardon first; and GOD will say "Again, Glad Heart, rejoice."