Anne Bradstreet: In Thankful Remembrance for My Dear Husband's Safe Arrival Sept 3, 1662

In Thankful Remembrance for My Dear Husband's Safe Arrival Sept 3, 1662

 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, 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.