MY Spouse! in whose presence I live, Sole object of all my desires, Who knowest what a flame I conceive And canst easily double its fires; How pleasant is all that I meet! From fear of adversity free, I find even sorrow made sweet; Because 'tis assigned me by Thee. Transported I see Thee display Thy riches and glory divine; I have only my life to repay, Take what I would gladly resign. Thy will is the treasure I seek, For Thou art as faithful as strong; There let me, obedient and meek, Repose myself all the day long. My spirit and faculties fail; Oh finish what love has begun! Destroy what is sinful and frail, And dwell in the soul Thou hast won! Dear theme of my wonder and praise, I cry, who is worthy as Thou! I can only be silent and gaze: 'Tis all that is left of me now. O glory in which I am lost, Too deep for the plummet of thought! On an ocean of deity tossed, I am swallowed, I sink into nought. Yet lost and absorbed as I seem, I chant to the praise of my King; And, though overwhelmed by the theme, Am happy whenever I sing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NEW ENGLAND'S DEAD! by ISAAC MCLELLAN JR. STREET CORNER COLLEGE by KENNETH PATCHEN INCIDENT AT BRUGES by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH TO A DISTANT FRIEND by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE ARTIST TO HIS WIFE by STANLEY KILNER BOOTH |