Classic Poem

O thou, from whom all goodness flows!
I lift my heart to thee;
In all my wrongs, oppressions, woes,
Dear Lord! remember me.

Afflictions sore obstruct my way,
And ills I cannot flee;
Lord! let my strength be as my day,
And still remember me.

Oppress'd with scourges, bonds and grief,
This feeble body see;
Oh! give my burden'd soul relief,
Hear and remember me.

If on my face, for thy dear name,
Shame and reproaches be,
I'll hail reproach and welcome shame,
If thou remember me.