TILL I learned to love thy name, Lord, thy grace denying, I was lost in sin and shame, Dying, dying, dying! Nothing could the world impart; Darkness held no morrow; In my soul and in my heart Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow! All the blossoms came to blight; Noon was dull and dreary; Night and day, and day and night, Weary, weary, weary! When I learned to love thy name, Peace beyond all measure Came, and in the stead of shame, Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure! Winds may beat, and storms may fall, Thou, the meek and lowly, Reignest, and I sing through all, -- Holy, holy, holy! Life may henceforth never be Like a dismal story, For beyond its bound I see Glory, glory, glory! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LIFE SO SHORT by EAMON GRENNAN THE EXECUTIVE by DAVID IGNATOW CREDO by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IN A SWEDISH GRAVEYARD by EMMA LAZARUS READING WHITMAN IN A TOILET STALL by TIMOTHY LIU |