Providence—Felicaii.Providence.Justas a mother, with sweet pious face,Yearns tow’rds her little children from her seat,Gives one a kiss, another an embrace,Takes this upon her knee, that on her feet;And while from actions, looks, complaints, pretences,She learns their feeling, and their various will,To this a look, to that a word dispenses,And whether stern or smiling, loves them still.So Providence! for us high, infinite,Makes our necessities its watchful task;Hearkens to all our prayers, helps all our wants,And e’en if it denies what seems our right,Either denies, because ’twould have us ask,Or seems but to deny, or in denying, grants.
Providence—Felicaii.Providence.Justas a mother, with sweet pious face,Yearns tow’rds her little children from her seat,Gives one a kiss, another an embrace,Takes this upon her knee, that on her feet;And while from actions, looks, complaints, pretences,She learns their feeling, and their various will,To this a look, to that a word dispenses,And whether stern or smiling, loves them still.So Providence! for us high, infinite,Makes our necessities its watchful task;Hearkens to all our prayers, helps all our wants,And e’en if it denies what seems our right,Either denies, because ’twould have us ask,Or seems but to deny, or in denying, grants.
Providence.
Justas a mother, with sweet pious face,Yearns tow’rds her little children from her seat,Gives one a kiss, another an embrace,Takes this upon her knee, that on her feet;And while from actions, looks, complaints, pretences,She learns their feeling, and their various will,To this a look, to that a word dispenses,And whether stern or smiling, loves them still.So Providence! for us high, infinite,Makes our necessities its watchful task;Hearkens to all our prayers, helps all our wants,And e’en if it denies what seems our right,Either denies, because ’twould have us ask,Or seems but to deny, or in denying, grants.
Justas a mother, with sweet pious face,Yearns tow’rds her little children from her seat,Gives one a kiss, another an embrace,Takes this upon her knee, that on her feet;And while from actions, looks, complaints, pretences,She learns their feeling, and their various will,To this a look, to that a word dispenses,And whether stern or smiling, loves them still.So Providence! for us high, infinite,Makes our necessities its watchful task;Hearkens to all our prayers, helps all our wants,And e’en if it denies what seems our right,Either denies, because ’twould have us ask,Or seems but to deny, or in denying, grants.
Justas a mother, with sweet pious face,Yearns tow’rds her little children from her seat,Gives one a kiss, another an embrace,Takes this upon her knee, that on her feet;And while from actions, looks, complaints, pretences,She learns their feeling, and their various will,To this a look, to that a word dispenses,And whether stern or smiling, loves them still.So Providence! for us high, infinite,Makes our necessities its watchful task;Hearkens to all our prayers, helps all our wants,And e’en if it denies what seems our right,Either denies, because ’twould have us ask,Or seems but to deny, or in denying, grants.
Justas a mother, with sweet pious face,
Yearns tow’rds her little children from her seat,
Gives one a kiss, another an embrace,
Takes this upon her knee, that on her feet;
And while from actions, looks, complaints, pretences,
She learns their feeling, and their various will,
To this a look, to that a word dispenses,
And whether stern or smiling, loves them still.
So Providence! for us high, infinite,
Makes our necessities its watchful task;
Hearkens to all our prayers, helps all our wants,
And e’en if it denies what seems our right,
Either denies, because ’twould have us ask,
Or seems but to deny, or in denying, grants.