Since life in sorrow must be spent, <br />So be it--I am well content, <br />And meekly wait my last remove, <br />Seeking only growth in love. <br /> <br />No bliss I seek, but to fulfil <br />In life, in death, thy lovely will; <br />No succours in my woes I want, <br />Save what thou art pleased to grant. <br /> <br />Our days are numbered, let us spare <br />Our anxious hearts a needless care: <br />'Tis thine to number out our days; <br />Ours to give them to thy praise. <br /> <br />Love is our only business here, <br />Love, simple, constant, and sincere; <br />O blessed days, thy servants see, <br />Spent, O Lord! in pleasing thee!<br /><br />William Cowper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-love-of-god-the-end-of-life/
