Ever fainting with desire, For Thee, O Christ, I call; Thee I restlessly require; I want my God, my all. Jesus, dear redeeming Lord, I wait Thy coming from above, Help me, Saviour, speak the word, And perfect me in love. Wilt Thou suffer me to go Lamenting all my days? Shall I never, never know Thy sanctifying grace? Wilt Thou not Thy light afford? The darkness from my soul remove? Help me, Saviour, speak the word, And perfect me in love. Thou my life, my treasure be, My portion here below: Nothing would I seek but Thee-- Thee only would I know; My exceeding great reward, My heaven on earth, my heaven above-- Help me, Saviour, speak the word, And perfect me in love. Grant me now the bliss to see Of those that are in Thee: Son of God, thyself reveal; Engrave Thy name on me. As in heaven, be here adored, And let me now the promise prove; Help me, Saviour, speak the word, And perfect me in love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 9 by EZRA POUND THE HEART OF A WOMAN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IN THE MILE END ROAD by AMY LEVY OF THE LAST VERSES IN THE BOOK by EDMUND WALLER PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 7. AL-MAUMIN by EDWIN ARNOLD THE LOVE OF DECEIT by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE COUNTRY LASSIE by ROBERT BURNS GLIMPSES OF CHILDHOOD: 1. MOTHER MAGIC by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |