This was taken from Heaven Opened, a collection of letters from Mary Winslow…
"I would not ask a thornless life,
From every sorrow free,
Did God in His kind providence
Permit it so to be.
"For, as the verdure of the earth
Would wither and decay,
Beneath the dazzling gloriousness
Of a perpetual day,
"So the green places of the heart,
In life’s progressive years,
Would cease to yield the buds of hope,
If water’d not by tears.
"I ask a firm and steadfast mind,
My duties to fulfil,
A cheerful and devoted heart,
To do my Father’s will.
"A humble and enduring faith,
To lift my soul above,
And in each chastening grief to see
A precious Saviour’s love.
"A heaven-born strength to follow on
The path my Jesus trod;
Through Him to win the meed of grace,
And endless joy with God."