Hark, my soul! it is the Lord, "Tis thy Saviour: hear His word! Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee: "Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me? "I delivered thee when bound, And, when bleeding, healed thy wound; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turned thy darkness into light. "Can a woman's tender care Cease toward the child she bare? Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee! "Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. "Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done; Partner of My throne shalt be: Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?" Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint; Yet I love Thee, and adore! Oh for grace to love Thee more! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NEW LOVE AND OLD by SARA TEASDALE ART ABOVE NATURE: TO JULIA by ROBERT HERRICK AN ENGLISH SHELL by ARTHUR CHRISTOPHER BENSON SUNDERED PATHS by MATHILDE BLIND A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 36 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: THE LAST REMONSTRANCE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |