Poetry Saturday—All Of Thee

IMG_4330Oh, the bitter shame and sorrow,
That a time could ever be
When I let the Savior’s pity
Plead in vain, and proudly answered:
“All of self, and none of Thee.”

Yet He found me: I beheld Him
Bleeding on the accursed tree;
Heard Him pray, “Forgive them, Father,”
And my wistful heart said faintly:

“Some of self and some of Thee.”


Day by day, His tender mercy,
Healing, helping, full and free,
Sweet and strong, and oh, so patient,
Brought me lower, while I whispered:
“Less of self and more of Thee.”

Higher than the highest heaven,
Deeper than the deepest sea,
Lord, Thy love at last has conquered;
Grant me now my soul’s desire,

“None of self and all of Thee.” Theodore Monod

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