I AM so weak, dear Lord, I cannot stand One moment without Thee! But oh! the tenderness of Thine enfolding, And oh! the faithfulness of Thine upholding, And oh! the strength of Thy right hand! That strength is enough for me! I am so needy, Lord, and yet I know All fulness dwells in Thee; And hour by hour that never-failing treasure Supplies and fills, in overflowing measure, My least, my greatest need; and so Thy grace is enough for me! It is so sweet to trust Thy word alone: I do not ask to see The unveiling of Thy purpose, or the shining Of future light on mysteries untwining: Thy promise-roll is all my own, -- Thy word is enough for me! The human heart asks love; but now I know That my heart hath from Thee All real, and full, and marvellous affection, So near, so human; yet divine perfection Thrills gloriously the mighty glow! Thy love is enough for me! There were strange soul-depths, restless, vast, and broad, Unfathomed as the sea; An infinite craving for some infinite stilling; But now Thy perfect love is perfect filling! Lord Jesus Christ, my Lord, my God, Thou, Thou art enough for me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 41 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE RIGS O' BARLEY by ROBERT BURNS A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 8 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THESEUS by THOMAS STURGE MOORE MESSMATES by HENRY JOHN NEWBOLT EPIGRAM: PERJURY by ROBERT NUGENT MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 3 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI COLUMBUS AT THE CONVENT [JULY, 1491] by JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE |