LORD, carry me. -- Nay, but I grant thee strength To walk and work thy way to Heaven at length. -- Lord, why then am I weak? -- Because I give Power to the weak, and bid the dying live. --- Lord, I am tired. -- He hath not much desired The goal who at the starting-point is tired. -- Lord, dost Thou know? -- I know what is in man; What the flesh can, and what the spirit can. -- Lord, dost Thou care? -- Yea, for thy gain or loss So much I cared, it brought Me to the Cross. -- Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief. -- Good is the word; but rise, for life is brief. The follower is not greater than the Chief: Follow thou Me along My way of grief. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN INSINCERE WISH ADDRESSED TO A BEGGAR by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE TO THE MEMORY OF MR. OLDHAM by JOHN DRYDEN LAMENT by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON THE FISHER by JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE UPON THE DEATH OF SIR ALBERT MORTON'S WIFE by MARCUS VALERIUS MARTIALIS |