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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IV. The Higher Life.  1904.
II. Prayer and Aspiration
Mary, Queen of Hungary (1371–1395)
Anonymous translation

O GOD! though sorrow be my fate,
And the world’s hate
    For my heart’s faith pursue me,
My peace they cannot take away;
From day to day        5
    Thou dost anew imbue me;
Thou art not far; a little while
Thou hid’st thy face, with brighter smile
    Thy father-love to show me.
Lord, not my will, but thine, be done;        10
If I sink down
    When men to terrors leave me,
Thy father-love still warms my breast;
All ’s for the best;
    Shall men have power to grieve me,        15
When bliss eternal is my goal,
And thou the keeper of my soul,
    Who never will deceive me?
Thou art my shield, as saith the Word.
Christ Jesus, Lord,        20
    Thou standest pitying by me,
And lookest on each grief of mine
And if ’t were thine:
    What, then, though foes may try me,
Though thorns be in my path concealed?        25
World, do thy worst! God is my shield!
    And will be ever nigh me.

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