Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IV. The Higher Life. 1904. | | | | VI. Human Experience | | Father, Thy Will be Done! | | Sarah Flower Adams (1805–1848) |
| | | HE sendeth sun, he sendeth shower, | |
| Alike they ’re needful for the flower; | |
| And joys and tears alike are sent | |
| To give the soul fit nourishment: | |
| As comes to me or cloud or sun, | 5 |
| Father, thy will, not mine, be done! | |
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| Can loving children e’er reprove | |
| With murmurs whom they trust and love? | |
| Creator, I would ever be | |
| A trusting, loving child to thee: | 10 |
| As comes to me or cloud or sun, | |
| Father, thy will, not mine, be done! | |
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| Oh, ne’er will I at life repine; | |
| Enough that thou hast made it mine; | |
| When falls the shadow cold of death, | 15 |
| I yet will sing with parting breath: | |
| As comes to me or shade or sun, | |
| Father, thy will, not mine, be done! | | | | |
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