Sonnet: on Receiving a Letter Informing Me of the Birth of a Son
When they did greet me Father, sudden Awe
Weigh’d down my spirit! I retired and knelt
Seeking the throne of grace, but inly felt
No heavenly visitation upwards draw
My feeble mind, nor cheering ray impart.
Ah me! before the Eternal Sire I brought
The unquiet silence of confused Thought
And shapeless feelings: my o’erwhelmed Heart
Trembled: & vacant tears stream’d down my face.
And now once more, O Lord! to thee I bend,
Lover of souls! and groan for future grace,
That, ere my Babe youth’s perilous maze have trod,
Thy overshadowing Spirit may descend
And he be born again, a child of God!
