Here you will find the Poem Fate. of poet Robert Crawford
O Thou, who knowest whence we came, and can Endow a moment with the mood of Man, When my wan moment like a dream is gone, Destroy or take me then where I began. If it be in that moment I have err'd A thousand times, remember I'm a word Which Thou hast spoken, and its echoes have All from Thine own intensity occurr'd. I am no other than what Thou hast made, Apprenticed to Thy purpose, like a trade, I know not why; and if I care or no, 'Tis to Thy purpose, too, how I am paid.
