Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend
With thee; but, sir, so what I plead is just
Why do sinners' ways prosper? and why must
Disappointment all I endeavour end?
Wert thou my enemy, O thou my friend
How wouldst thou worse, I wonder, than thou dost
Defeat, thwart me? Oh, the sots and thralls of lust
Do in spare hours more thrive than I that spend
Sir, life upon thy cause. See, banks and brakes
Now, leavèd how thick! lacèd they are again
With fretty chervil, look, and fresh wind shakes
Them: birds build, but not i build; no, but strain
Time's eunuch, and not breed one work that wakes
Mine, O thou lord of life, send my roots rain
Thou Art Indeed Just, Lord was written by Gerard Manley Hopkins.
Gerard Manley Hopkins released Thou Art Indeed Just, Lord on Tue Jan 01 1889.