In Thankful Remembrance-by Anne Bradstreet.Although known as one of the first female writers to be published in the North America colonies, Anne Bradstreet was actually born in Northampton, England, in March 1612.
Her father Thomas Dudley and mother,Dorothy Yorke, were able to afford a very good education for Anne and she was well tutored in languages, literature and history. At the age of sixteen she was married to Simon Bradstreet.
In Thankful Remembrance by Anne Bradstreet
What shall I render to Thy name
Or how Thy praises speak?
My thanks how shall I testify?
O Lord, Thou know’st I’m weak.I owe so much, so little can
Return unto Thy name,
Confusion seizes on my soul,
And I am filled with shame.O Thou that hearest prayers, Lord,
To Thee shall come all flesh
Thou hast me heard and answered,
Or how Thy praises speak?
My thanks how shall I testify?
O Lord, Thou know’st I’m weak.I owe so much, so little can
Return unto Thy name,
Confusion seizes on my soul,
And I am filled with shame.O Thou that hearest prayers, Lord,
To Thee shall come all flesh
Thou hast me heard and answered,
My plaints have had access.What did I ask for but Thou gav’st?
What could I more desire?
But thankfulness even all my days
I humbly this require.Thy mercies, Lord, have been so great
In number numberless,
Impossible for to recount
Or any way express.O help Thy saints that sought Thy face
T’ return unto Thee praise
And walk before Thee as they ought,
In strict and upright ways.
What could I more desire?
But thankfulness even all my days
I humbly this require.Thy mercies, Lord, have been so great
In number numberless,
Impossible for to recount
Or any way express.O help Thy saints that sought Thy face
T’ return unto Thee praise
And walk before Thee as they ought,
In strict and upright ways.
