Resignation

Why should I not meet Grief in joyous fashion?
It is God's angel and should welcome be.
Why should I doubt my Father's kind compassion
Because he sends stern messengers to me?

Like timid bird beneath its mother's pinions,
Close to his breast I creep in hiding sweet,
And though Death seek me with a thousand minions,
My faith itself is victory complete.

Like some mild pigeon winging from its sender,
My prayer has pierced the starry realms above,
And, flitting whitely through his perfect splendor,
It takes this message to his heart of love:

I yield my will to Thee. Do not disdain it,
O Thou whose eyes into my heart can see.
Lo! lovingly I seize Thy cup and drain it,
Just as in love Thou reachest it to me!
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Janus Vitalis
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