MY heart is at Thy feet, -- my helpless heart! I pray Thee bend and listen to my prayer; Bend low, and comfort my most deep despair, Since my sole help, sole comforter Thou art. It is thy will that Joy and I should part; Thy will be done -- but have me in Thy care; Unhelped by Thee the load I cannot bear -- My heart is at Thy feet, my helpless heart. How can I go alone through life to death, Confront each empty day and lonely night, Each doubt and fear my soul that challengeth, Except Thy strong arm put my foes to flight? I cry to Thee, who gave my spirit breath -- Save me -- O strong to save, as strong to smite! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CAT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE LABORS OF HERCULES by MARIANNE MOORE NEARER by ROBERT MALISE BOWYER NICHOLS IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 74 by ALFRED TENNYSON SHADOWS by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. EPITAPH ON MR. TURNER OF ST. MARY-HALL by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) INTERESTING by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER |