Because Thy Love hath sought me. All mine is Thine and Thine is mine: Because Thy Blood hath bought me, I will not be mine own but Thine. I lift my heart to Thy Heart, Thy Heart sole resting-place for mine : Shall Thy Heart crave for my heart, And shall not mine crave back for Thine ? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE FIRST PROCLAMATION OF MILES STANDISH [NOVEMBER 23, 1620] by MARGARET JUNKIN PRESTON ODES I, 38. AD MINISTRAM by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 22 by ALFRED TENNYSON ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 12. ON RECOVERING FROM A FIT OF SICKNESS IN COUNTRY by MARK AKENSIDE THANKS BE TO GOD by JANIE ALFORD |