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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A hymn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Omnicient and eternal God,<br> Who hear'st the faintest pray'r<br>Distinct as Hallelujahs loud,<br> Which round thee hymned are.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Here, far from all the world retir'd,<br> I humbly bow the knee,<br>And wish, (as I have long desir'd,)<br> An interest in thee.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But my revolting heart recedes<br> And rushes to the croud;<br>My passions stop their ears and lead,<br> Tho' conscience warns aloud.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">How deeply sinful is my mind?<br> To every ill how prone?<br>How stubborn my dead heart I find<br> Insensible as stone?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The hardest marble yet will break,<br> Nor will resist the steel;<br>But neither wrath nor love can make<br> My flinty bosom feel.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My passions like a torrent roar,<br> And tumbling to hell's glooms<br>Sweep me away from Reason's shore,<br> To "where Hope never comes."</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">By labour turn'd the useless stream<br> Thro' fertile vales has play'd;<br>But for to change the course of sin<br> Demands immortal aid.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">All nature pays the homage due<br> To the supremely blest;<br>All but the favour'd being who<br> Was plac'd above the rest.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He bids the teeming earth to bear,<br> The blushing flow'rs arise;<br>At his command the sun appears<br> And warms the orient skies.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Oh! was I but some plant or star,<br> I might obey him too;<br>Nor longer with the Being war,<br> From whom my breath I drew.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115046" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Change me, oh God! with ardent cries<br> I'll venture to thy seat;<br>And if I perish; hell must rise<br> And tear me from thy feet.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ann+Eliza+Bleecker">Ann Eliza Bleecker</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=Ann+Eliza+Bleecker&d=The+Posthumous+Works+of+Ann+Eliza+Bleecker">The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker</a></em></div>

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