January 1st, 1818 [My soul with ardent gratitude survey]

My soul with ardent gratitude survey

The various changes of another year,

And raise the gladsome tributary lay

To him whose mercies are forever near.

To Him ye saints your loftiest anthems raise

Who gives their seasons their appointed round,

And thou my soul unkindle into praise

Till Heaven shall echo with the blissful sound.

Thus whilst the past suggests a grateful song

I’ll leave the future to his wise control,

While he is pleased my minutes to prolong

And shine with beams of mercy on my soul.

Reeves Collection, Bodleian Library, Oxford; also Whelan, Nonconformist Women Writers, vol. 4, p. 211.