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In our dejection do we sink as low,To me that morning did it happen so;And fears, and fancies, thick upon me came;Dim sadness, & blind thoughts I knew not nor could name.
I heard the Sky-lark singing in the sky;And I bethought me of the playful Hare:Even such a happy Child of earth am I;Even as these blissful Creatures do I fare;Far from the world I walk, and from all care;But there may come another day to me,Solitude, pain of heart, distress, and poverty.
My whole life I have liv'd in pleasant thought,As if life's business were a summer mood;As if all needful things would come unsoughtTo genial faith, still rich in genial good;But how can He expect that others shouldBuild for him, sow for him, and at his callLove him, who for himself will take no heed at all?
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