My Worthiness is all my Doubt - His Merit - all my fear - Contrasting which, my quality Do lowlier - appear - Lest I should insufficient prove For His beloved Need - The Chiefest Apprehension Upon my thronging Mind - 'Tis true - that Deity to stoop Inherently incline - For nothing higher than Itself Itself can rest upon - So I - the undivine abode Of His Elect Content - Conform my Soul - as 'twere a Church, Unto Her Sacrament | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY LIGHT WITH YOURS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CAVALIER TUNES: GIVE A ROUSE THEN FOR THE CLINIC by ROBERT BROWNING INSCRIPTIONS: 2. FOR A STATUE OF CHAUCER AT WOODSTOCK by MARK AKENSIDE ON THE TRAIN by RUTH NOEL BENNETT NAN'S SONG, FR. MIDSUMMER EVE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |