Written a Few Hours before the Birth of a Child

MY God , prepare me for that hour,
When most thy aid I want;
Uphold me by thy mighty power,
Nor let my spirits faint.

I ask not life, I ask not ease,
But patience to submit,
To what shall best thy goodness please;
Then come what thou seest fit.

Come pain, or agony, or death,
If that's the will divine;
With joy shall I give up my breath,
If resignation's mine.

One wish to name I'd humbly dare,
If death thy pleasure be;
O may the harmless babe I bear
Haply expire with me.
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