Religion
Why restless, why so weary
From Parish Musings (1863)
Why restless, why so weary,
My soul why so cast down?
Is all around so dreary,
And hath the cross no crown?
Where is the God who found thee,
Who once could make thee glad,
Are not His arms around thee,
Then wherefore art thou sad?
O trust the Lord who bought thee,
O trust the sinner's Friend!
The wondrous love that sought thee
Will keep thee to the end!
Will give a glorious morrow
To this thy night of pain,
And make thy dews of sorrow
Like " shining after rain!"
Codex Note
Text: Why art thou cast down, O my soul ? and why art thou so disquieted within me ? hope thou in God : for I shall yet praise Him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God. — Ps. xlii. 11.
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MLA
Monsell, John S. B. “Why restless, why so weary.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/monsell/232/.
Chicago
Monsell, John S. B. “Why restless, why so weary.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/monsell/232/.
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