Poems with rhymes of confide

Ne'er let thy breast with hate be supplied,
And to God the future confide.

Heaven! in whom can I confide?
Canst thou not for all provide?

’Tis true that tempests wild oft ride
Above the stormy main,
But, then, in Him I will confide

He proclaimed in himself all things I confide
And promised, through life's obstacles, to serve as my guide

The maid whose folly could confide
In him who made her not his bride.

But do not thou, like that bold chief, confide
Thy vent'rous footsteps to a female guide;

He cries! alas!--What mother could confide
Her offspring to the wild and watery waste?
He stretches out his arms, the rippling tide

Should some loved name in dreams be sighed,
Or youth her unpermitted wishes
To friendship venture to confide.

Thus they, who in the Lord confide,
Though foes assault on every side;

None share thine honours, nay theres none beside,
No rock on which thy creatures can confide.

And in his pigeon he took such pride,
That his joy to others he needs must confide.

Whatever weal or woe betide,
By thy command I rise or fall,
In thy protection I confide.

As crabs do aptly at low tide
Scuttle somewhere safe to hide
To thee I must confide

Ne'er let thy breast with hate be supplied,
And to God the future confide.

Poetic sweetmeats for the feast provide;
But why in such frivolities confide?

As I ride, as I ride,
That, as I were double-eyed,
He, in whom our Tribes confide,

I have no other friend beside,
But here I safely may confide.

I'm much obliged to you, the wife replied,
A friend is good in whom we may confide.

In whom I safely may confide,
And with him all my Cares divide:

And in His gace confide!
This more exalts the King of kings
Than all your works beside.