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William Cowper - Olney Hymn 12: Ephraim Repenting
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My God, till I received Thy stroke, 
How like a beast was I! 
So unaccustom`d to the yoke, 
So backward to comply. 

With grief my just reproach I hear; 
Shame fills me at the thought, 
How frequent my rebellions were, 
What wickedness I wrought. 

Thy merciful restraint I scorn`d, 
And left the pleasant road; 
Yet turn me, and I shall be turn`d; 
Thou art the Lord my God. 

"Is Ephraim banish`d from my thoughts, 
Or vile in my esteem? 
No," saith the Lord, "with all his faults, 
I still remember him. 

"Is he a dear and pleasant child? 
Yes, dear and pleasant still; 
Though sin his foolish heart beguiled, 
And he withstood my will. 

"My sharp rebuke has laid him low, 
He seeks my face again; 
My pity kindles at his woe, 
He shall not seek in vain."
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