…I thank thee that many of my prayers have been refused–
I have asked amiss and do not have…
I have longed for Egypt and been given wilderness.
Go on with thy patient work,
answering ‘no’ to my wrongful prayers, and fitting me to accept it…
I thank thee for thy wisdom and thy love,
for all the acts of discipline to which I am subject,
for sometimes putting me into the furnace
to refine my gold and remove my dross.
No trial is so hard to bear as a sense of sin.
If thou shouldst give me choice to live in pleasure and keep my sins,
or to have them burnt away with trial,
give me sanctified affliction…
(From Valley of Vision, p. 77).