The Prisoner of Love By F. W. Orde Ward (F. Harald Wiliams) |
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March 28
WATCH AND PRAY |
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The Prisoner of Love | ||
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March 28 WATCH AND PRAY
“Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation.”—
St. Matt. xxvi. 41.
But still I stirred within my sleep
And vainly strove by Him to stand,
I knew I was His folded sheep
And sheltered in that Human Hand.
He did not rouse me or command,
But simply said, “His rest is deep;
O he is tired and needeth grace,
And I must travail in his place.”
And vainly strove by Him to stand,
I knew I was His folded sheep
And sheltered in that Human Hand.
He did not rouse me or command,
But simply said, “His rest is deep;
O he is tired and needeth grace,
And I must travail in his place.”
Then in the third watch hoping on
If I at length would haply wake,
He found my slumber had not gone
While He kept guarding for my sake;
He said, “If one would sometimes take
His little part, in Babylon!
I had a single cross; but, see,
A thousand thousand press on Me.”
If I at length would haply wake,
He found my slumber had not gone
While He kept guarding for my sake;
He said, “If one would sometimes take
His little part, in Babylon!
I had a single cross; but, see,
A thousand thousand press on Me.”
I was aware of all He said
And did for me, and ever tried
To burst the bondage on me laid—
The fetters thence about Him tied;
He said, “I am the Crucified
Alone, I never ask for aid;
I die, I die, and every day
Of dreadful Love that cannot slay.”
And did for me, and ever tried
To burst the bondage on me laid—
The fetters thence about Him tied;
He said, “I am the Crucified
Alone, I never ask for aid;
I die, I die, and every day
Of dreadful Love that cannot slay.”
The Prisoner of Love | ||