Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE CHARIOTEER, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS


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First Line: O god, take the reins of my life!
Last Line: Now thou hast my place, which is thine.
Subject(s): Worship


O God, take the reins of my life!
I have driven it blindly, to left and to right,
In mock of the rock, in the chasm's despite,
Where the brambles were rife,
In the blaze of the sun and the deadliest black of the night.
O God, take the reins of my life!

For I am so weary and weak.
My hands are a-quiver and so is my heart,
And my eyes are too tired for the tear-drops to start,
And the worn horses reek
With the anguishing pull and the hot, heavy harness's smart,
While I am all weary and weak.

But Thou wilt be peace, wilt be power.
Thy hand on the reins and Thine eye on the way
Shall be wisdom to guide and controlling to stay,
And my life, in that hour,
Shall be led into leading, and rest when it comes to obey;
For Thou wilt be peace and all power.

Now, Lord, without tarrying, now!
While eyes can look up and while reason remains,
And my hand yet has strength to surrender the reins,
Ere death stamp my brow
And pour coldness and stillness through all the mad course of my veins --
Come, Lord, without tarrying, now!

I yield Thee my place, which is Thine.
Appoint me to lie on the chariot floor;
Yea, appoint me to lie at Thy feet, and no more,
While the glad axles shine,
And the happy wheels run on their course to
the heavenly door, --
Now Thou hast my place, which is Thine.





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