Saturday Poetry Corner: "My God! O Let Me Call Thee Thine"

 

 

 

 

 "For Thou wilt light my candle: the Lord my God will enlighten my darkness."
(Psalm 18:28)

 

 

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 'My God! O let me call Thee mine!

Weak, wretched sinner though I be,

My trembling soul would fain be Thine,

My feeble faith still clings to Thee,

My feeble faith still clings to Thee. 

Not only for the past I grieve,

The future fills me with dismay;

Unless Thou hasten to relieve,

I know my heart will fall away,

I know my heart will fall away. 

I cannot say my faith is strong,

I dare not hope my love is great;

But strength and love to Thee belong,

O, do not leave me desolate!

O do not leave me desolate! 

I know I owe my all to Thee,

O, take this heart I cannot give.

Do Thou my Strength, my Saviour be;

And make me to Thy glory live!

And make me to Thy glory live!' 

"My God! O Let Me Call Thee Thine"
(Anne Bronte's Prayer)
Anne Bronte
(1820-1849)
English novelist and poetess