19. A Prayer in the Prospect of Death

 O THOU unknown, Almighty Cause
 Of all my hope and fear!
In whose dread presence, ere an hour,
 Perhaps I must appear!


If I have wander’d in those paths
 Of life I ought to shun,
As something, loudly, in my breast,
 Remonstrates I have done;


Thou know’st that Thou hast formed me
 With passions wild and strong;
And list’ning to their witching voice
 Has often led me wrong.



Where human weakness has come short,
 Or frailty stept aside,
Do Thou, All-Good-for such Thou art—
 In shades of darkness hide.



Where with intention I have err’d,
 No other plea I have,
But, Thou art good; and Goodness still
 Delighteth to forgive.

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