LORD, carry me. -- Nay, but I grant thee strength To walk and work thy way to Heaven at length. -- Lord, why then am I weak? -- Because I give Power to the weak, and bid the dying live. --- Lord, I am tired. -- He hath not much desired The goal who at the starting-point is tired. -- Lord, dost Thou know? -- I know what is in man; What the flesh can, and what the spirit can. -- Lord, dost Thou care? -- Yea, for thy gain or loss So much I cared, it brought Me to the Cross. -- Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief. -- Good is the word; but rise, for life is brief. The follower is not greater than the Chief: Follow thou Me along My way of grief. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HERETIC: 4. HUMILITY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER CINQUAIN: NOVEMBER NIGHT by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY OPPORTUNITY by JOHN JAMES INGALLS THE ALLEY. AN IMITATION OF SPENSER by ALEXANDER POPE BUILDING BLOCKS by VIRGINIA A. ALLIN |