| W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895. | | | | Comest Thou to Me? | | Lady Georgiana Fullerton (1812–1885) |
| | | ‘AND comest Thou to me, O Lord, | |
| When I have need of Thee?’ | |
| Such was the Baptist’s trembling cry, | |
| His self-denouncing plea. | |
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| But none may shrink from work God sets | 5 |
| From high or lowly task: | |
| By thee is thine own part fulfilled? | |
| Is all that He will ask. | |
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| A sinner with a load of care, | |
| And conscious sin opprest, | 10 |
| Must sometimes act an Angel’s part, | |
| And speak of God’s Behest. | |
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| The highest place may sometimes prove | |
| A source of penance keen, | |
| And self-abhorring pangs there are | 15 |
| By all but God unseen. | |
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| His gifts, through human hands and frail, | |
| Without defilement flow, | |
| And Saints may kneeling claim the boon | |
| That sinners can bestow. | 20 |
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| When Jesus knelt that wondrous hour | |
| At His own servant’s feet, | |
| He taught proud hearts to bend the knee | |
| In lowly penance meet. | |
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| And in that hour the Sacred Dove | 25 |
| Appeared to mortal eye, | |
| And God’s own voice in thunder spoke | |
| A blessing from the sky. | | | | |
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