MY heart is at Thy feet, -- my helpless heart! I pray Thee bend and listen to my prayer; Bend low, and comfort my most deep despair, Since my sole help, sole comforter Thou art. It is thy will that Joy and I should part; Thy will be done -- but have me in Thy care; Unhelped by Thee the load I cannot bear -- My heart is at Thy feet, my helpless heart. How can I go alone through life to death, Confront each empty day and lonely night, Each doubt and fear my soul that challengeth, Except Thy strong arm put my foes to flight? I cry to Thee, who gave my spirit breath -- Save me -- O strong to save, as strong to smite! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JULY IN GEORGY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON EPIGRAM: EHEU FUGACES by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM THE GARDEN OF LOVE, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE A FARMHOUSE DIRGE by ALFRED AUSTIN BLOUDIE JACKE OF SHREWSBERRIE; THE SHROPSHIRE BLUEBEARD by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |