Lord God of Hosts, most Holy and most High, What made Thee tell Thy Name of Love to me? What made Thee live our life? what made Thee die? "My love of thee." I pitched so low. Thou so exceeding high, What was it made Thee stoop to look at me While flawless sons of God stood wondering by? "My love of thee." What is there which can lift me up on high That we may dwell together. Thou with me, When sin and death and suffering are gone by? "My love of thee." O Lord, what is that best thing hid on high Which makes heaven heaven as Thou hast promised me, Yea, makes it Christ to live and gain to die? "My love of thee." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FIRST MOVIE by DAVID WAGONER THE TRAGEDY OF VALENTINIAN: SPRING by JOHN FLETCHER IN HOSPITAL: 21. ROMANCE by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY KEENAN'S CHARGE by GEORGE PARSONS LATHROP FONTENOY, 1745: 1. BEFORE THE BATTLE: NIGHT by EMILY LAWLESS |