Jesus, Son of God, my Saviour, In humility I must Bow before You, and beseech Your Help. Oh, help me to be just. I would be more kind; more gentle; And more faithful to my trust. More like You, oh, gentle Jesus; More forgiving, and more just. Little stings that grieve and pain me; Snubs that bow me to the dust; Help me rise above the insults; Help, oh, help me to be just. Give me understanding, mercy; Keep me free from selfish lust; Give me breadth, and depth of kindness; Help, oh, help me to be just. I would be as cooling shelter; As a rock in weary dust. I would be what You would have me Be. Oh, help me to be just. Amen. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO GOD AND IRELAND TRUE by ELLEN O'LEARY THE WALKER OF THE SNOW by CHARLES DAWSON SHANLY FELISE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION; A POEM. ENLARGED VERSION: BOOK 1 by MARK AKENSIDE THE CONTRAST; THE STORMY SIDE by LEVI BISHOP GRISELDA: CHAPTER 4 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT EPIGRAM ON THE BRAZIERS' COMPANY HAVING RESOLVED by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |