In Thankful Remembrance For My Dear Husband's Safe Arrival Sept 3, 1662

Anne Bradstreet

What shall I render to Thy name 
       Or how Thy praises speak? 
My thanks how shall I testify? 
       O Lord, Thou know'st I'm weak.

I owe so much, so little can 
       Return unto Thy name, 
Confusion seizes on my soul, 
       And I am filled with shame.

O Thou that hearest prayers, Lord, 
       To Thee shall come all flesh 
Thou hast me heard and answered, 
       My plaints have had access.

What did I ask for but Thou gav'st? 
       What could I more desire? 
But thankfulness even all my days 
       I humbly this require.

Thy mercies, Lord, have been so great 
       In number numberless, 
Impossible for to recount 
       Or any way express.

O help Thy saints that sought Thy face 
       T' return unto Thee praise 
And walk before Thee as they ought, 
       In strict and upright ways.

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