Classic Poem

Ah ! strive no more to know what Fate
Is pre-ordain'd for thee;
'Tis vain in this thy mortal State;
For Heav'ns inscrutable Decree
Will only be reveal'd in vast Eternity.
Then, oh my Soul!
Remember thy celestial Birth,
And live to Heav'n, while here on Earth:
Thy God is insinitely true,
All Justice, yet all Mercy too:
To him, then, thro' thy Saviour pray
For Grace, to lead thee on thy Way;
And give thee Will to do.
But humbly, for the Rest my Soul;
Let Faith, and Hope, the Limits be
Of thy presumptuous Curiosity.