Jesus, Son of God, my Saviour, In humility I must Bow before You, and beseech Your Help. Oh, help me to be just. I would be more kind; more gentle; And more faithful to my trust. More like You, oh, gentle Jesus; More forgiving, and more just. Little stings that grieve and pain me; Snubs that bow me to the dust; Help me rise above the insults; Help, oh, help me to be just. Give me understanding, mercy; Keep me free from selfish lust; Give me breadth, and depth of kindness; Help, oh, help me to be just. I would be as cooling shelter; As a rock in weary dust. I would be what You would have me Be. Oh, help me to be just. Amen. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RESURRECTION by JONATHAN HENDERSON BROOKS THE SERGEANT'S WEDDIN' by RUDYARD KIPLING PEG OF LIMAVADDY by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY I HAVE PRAYED by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS THE HIRED MAN by EVA K. ANGLESBURG THE COUNTRY CHURCH by ELIZABETH BOGART A HYMN OF THE SEA by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT |