BEFORE the beginning Thou hast foreknown the end, Before the birthday the death-bed was seen of Thee: Cleanse what I cannot cleanse, mend what I cannot mend, O Lord All-Merciful, be merciful to me. While the end is drawing near I know not mine end; Birth I recall not, my death I cannot foresee: O God, arise to defend, arise to befriend, O Lord All-Merciful, be merciful to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I COULD TAKE by HAYDEN CARRUTH IF IT WERE NOT FOR YOU by HAYDEN CARRUTH WISDOM COMETH WITH THE YEARS by COUNTEE CULLEN ISOLATION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON RETURN (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |