If I should say "my heart is in my home," I turn away from that high halidom Where Jesus sits: for nowhere else But with its treasure dwells The heart: this Truth and this experience tells. If I should say "my heart is in a grave," I turn away from Jesus risen to save: I slight that death He died for me; I too deny to see His beauty and desirability. O Lord, Whose Heart is deeper than my heart, Draw mine to Thine to worship where Thou art; For Thine own glory join the twain Never to part again, Nor to have lived nor to have died in vain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE TREES by HAYDEN CARRUTH QUEST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON CARPACCIO'S PICTURE: THE DREAM OF ST. URSALA; SONNET by AMY LOWELL SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EDITH CONANT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ON A LADY SINGING by ISAAC ROSENBERG |