Thanksgiving

  I.

  Lord, for the erring thought
  Not into evil wrought:
  Lord, for the wicked will
  Betrayed and baffled still:
  For the heart from itself kept,
  Our thanksgiving accept.

  II.

  For ignorant hopes that were
  Broken to our blind prayer:
  For pain, death, sorrow, sent
  Unto our chastisement:
  For all loss of seeming good,
  Quicken our gratitude.