A Thankful Heart
Robert Herrick
1591 to 1674
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Lord, thou hast given me a cell,
Wherein to dwell;
A little house, whose humble roof
Is weather proof;
______ the spars of which I lie
Both soft and dry;
Where thou, my chamber for to ward,
Hast set ______ guard
Of harmless thoughts, to watch and keep
Me, ______ I sleep.
Low is my porch, as is my fate;
Both void of state;
And yet the threshold of ______ door
Is worn by th’ poor,
Who thither come, ______ freely get
Good words, or meat.
Like as my parlour, so my hall
And kitchen’s small;
A little buttery, ______ therein
A little bin,
Which keeps my little loaf ______ bread
Unchipt, unflead;
Some brittle sticks of thorn or ______
Make me a fire,
Close by whose living coal ______ sit,
And glow like it.
Lord, I confess too, ______ I dine,
The pulse is thine,
And all those ______ bits that be
There placed by thee;
The worts, ______ purslain, and the mess
Of water-cress,
Which of thy ______ thou hast sent;
And my content
Makes those, and ______ belovèd beet,
To be more sweet.
’Tis thou that crown’st my glittering hearth
With guiltless mirth,
And giv’st me ______ bowls to drink,
Spiced to the brink.
Lord, ’tis ______ plenty-dropping hand
That soils my land,
And giv’st me, ______ my bushel sown,
Twice ten for one;
Thou mak’st ______ teeming hen to lay
Her egg each day;
Besides, ______ healthful ewes to bear
Me twins each year;
The ______ the conduits of my kine
Run cream, for wine:
______ these, and better, thou dost send
Me, to this end,—
That I should render, for my part,
A ______ heart;
Which, fired with incense, I resign,
As wholly thine;
—But the acceptance, that must be,
My Christ, by Thee.