JESUS, in Thy death I see What Thy life is unto me! Now no longer is the Cross Sign to me of shame and loss: Joy it is, to share Thy pain; All I lose is glorious gain. Lord, to me this blessing give -- In Thy death to die -- and live! Jesus, from Thy wounded side Flows through me a living tide; Health and hope and righteousness; Power to do, and will to bless. Now am I no more mine own: Now I live Thy life alone. Self is slain without a sigh: Life it is, with Thee to die! Jesus, let Thy blood within Cleanse my inmost thoughts from sin; Purify my lingering stains; Be the life-throb in my veins! Be it mine Thy cross to bear, And Thy sacrifice to share! Be my food, my strength, my breath! Be my Life, and conquer death! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE TO TOBACCO by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY A BALLADE OF SUICIDE by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON THE PAUPER'S DRIVE by THOMAS NOEL FABLE; ROME, 1875 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH ON VENUS ARISING FROM THE SEA by ANTIPATER OF SIDON JUNGLE by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG ROMANCE OF BRUNETTES AND BLONDES by JACQUES BARON |