In Him We Live

Father, I bless thy name that I do live,
And in each motion am made rich with Thee,
That when a glance is all that I can give,
It is a kingdom's wealth, if I but see;

This stately body cannot move, save I
Will to its nobleness my little bring;
My voice, its measured cadence will not try,
Save I with every note consent to sing;

I cannot raise my hands to hurt or bless,
But I with every action must conspire
To show me there how little I possess,
And yet that little more than I desire;

May each new act my new allegiance prove,
Till in thy perfect love I ever live and move.
-- Jones Very (19th Century American Poet)


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