Classic Poem

I need a strength to keep me true
And straight in every thing I do;
I need a power to keep me strong
When I am tempted to do wrong;
I need a grace to keep me pure
When passion tries its deadly lure;
I need a love to keep me sweet
When hardness and mistrust I meet;
I need an arm to be my stay
When dark with trouble grows my way;
And nought on earth can these afford
But all is found in Christ my Lord.