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Poem by Anne Brontë


A Prayer


My God (oh, 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.

Not only for the Past I grieve,
The Future fills me with dismay;
Unless Thou hasten to relieve,
Thy suppliant is a castaway.

I cannot say my faith is strong,
I dare not hope my love is great;
But strength and love to Thee belong;
Oh, do not leave me desolate!

I know I owe my all to Thee;
Oh, TAKE the heart I cannot give!
Do Thou my strength--my Saviour be,
And MAKE me to Thy glory live. 



                      Anne Brontë


Anne Brontë's other poems:
  1. Vanitas Vanitatis, Etc
  2. A Word To The Calvinists
  3. Mirth And Mourning
  4. Verses to a Child
  5. My God! O Let Me Call Thee Mine!


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Dante Rossetti A Prayer ("LADY, in thy proud eyes")
  • Norman Gale A Prayer ("TEND me my birds, and bring again")

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