Wherefore Should I Make My Moan?

Wherefore should I make my moan

Now the dar­ling child is dead?

He to ear­ly rest is gone

He to para­dise is fled;

I shall go to him

but he

Never shall re­turn to me.

God for­bids his long­er stay

God re­calls the pre­cious loan

God hath tak­en him away

From my bo­som to His own;

Surely what He wills is best

Happy in His will I rest.

Faith cries out

It is the Lord!

Let Him do as seems Him good;

Be Thy ho­ly name ad­ored

Take the gift awhile be­stowed;

Take the child

no long­er mine

Thine he is

for­ev­er Thine.