Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BEGGING (1), by HENRY VAUGHAN Poet's Biography First Line: King of mercy, king of love Last Line: O my god, let it be thine! Alternate Author Name(s): Silurist | ||||||||
King of Mercy, King of Love, In whom I live, in whom I move, Perfect what thou hast begun, Let no night put out this Sun; Grant I may, my chief desire! Long for thee, to thee aspire, Let my youth, my bloom of days Be my comfort and thy praise, That hereafter, when I look O'er the sullied, sinful book, I may find thy hand therein Wiping out my shame and sin. O it is thy only Art To reduce a stubborn heart, And since thine is victory, Strongholds should belong to thee; Lord then take it, leave it not Unto my dispose or lot, But since I would not have it mine, O my God, let it be thine! | Other Poems of Interest... |
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