Jesus, my strength and righteousness, My Saviour and my King, Triumphantly Thy name I bless-- Thy conqu'ring name I sing. Thou, Lord, hast magnified Thy name; Thou hast maintain'd Thy cause; And I enjoy the glorious shame-- The scandal of Thy cross. Thou gavest me to speak Thy word, In the appointed hour; I have proclaim'd my dying Lord, And felt Thy Spirit's power. O let me have Thy presence still; Set as a flint my face, To show the counsel of Thy will, Which saves a world by grace. O let me never blush to own The glorious gospel word; Which saves a world through faith alone, Faith in a dying Lord. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ELEGY UPON THE DEATH OF DOCTOR DONNE, DEAN OF PAUL'S by THOMAS CAREW PENMAEN POOL by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS DESCRIBES THE PLACE WHERE CYNTHIA IS SPORTING HERSELF by PHILIP AYRES TO HIS MISTRESS by RICHARD BARNFIELD A NOVEL OF HIGH LIFE by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY PSALM 119 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE MEMORY AND HOPE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |