When Darkness Long Has Veil'D My Mind, And Smiling Day Once More Appears; Then, My Redeemer, Then I Find The Folly Of My Doubts And Fears. Straight I Upbraid My Wandering Heart, And Blush That I Should Ever Be Thus Prone To Act So Base A Part, Or Harbour One Hard Thought Of Thee! Oh! Let Me Then At Length Be Taught What I Am Still So Slow To Learn; That God Is Love, And Changes Not, Nor Knows The Shadow Of A Turn. Sweet Truth, And Easy To Repeat! But, When My Faith Is Sharply Tried, I Find Myself A Learner Yet, Unskilful, Weak, And Apt To Slide. But, O My Lord, One Look From Thee Subdues The Disobedient Will; Drives Doubt And Discontent Away, And Thy Rebellious Worm Is Still. Thou Art As Ready To Forgive As I Am Ready To Repine; Thou, Therefore, All The Praise Receive; Be Shame And Self-Abhorrence Mine.