SUBMISSION

S. J. B. Carter

With stubborn mind, all unsubdued,

wrestled long in wilful mood;

‘Lord, grant my wish’, I prayed, till life

Grew weary of the faithless strife

And yet I would not be denied;

Rebellious still, my lips still cried—

‘Lord, hear, my prayer, or let me die!’

But, No! the heavens gave no reply.

At length—subdued my groans and sighs—

I whispered soft, with tearful eyes;

‘Lord, not my will be done, but Thine’—

And instantly sweet peace was mine!