HAPPY SOLITUDE – UNHAPPY MEN

BY:  MADAME JEANNE GUYON

 

My heart is easy, and my burden light;

I smile, though sad, when thou art in my sight:

The more my woes in secret I deplore,

I taste thy goodness, and I love thee more.

 

There, while a solemn stillness reigns around,

Faith, love, and hope within my soul abound;

And, while the world suppose me lost in care,

The joys of angels, unperceived, I share.

 

Thy creatures wrong thee, O thou sovereign good!

Thou art not loved, because not understood;

This grieves me most, that vain pursuits beguile

Ungrateful men, regardless of thy smile.

 

Frail beauty and false honor are adored;

While Thee they scorn, and trifle with thy Word;

Pass, unconcern’d, a Savior’s sorrows by;

And hunt their ruin with a zeal to die.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HAPPY SOLITUDE – UNHAPPY MEN [Madame Jeanne Guyon] ~ POEM        1

 

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