Classic Poem

" Servant of Jesus, bold and free,
What hast thou done, Sir Knight, for Me? "

Master D IVINE , in all life's weary round
Naught so unhappy as myself I found;
Blind, naked, sin-polluted, wholly lost,
A wreck upon the ocean, tempest-tost;
Naught could I do to win T HY gracious smile,
For all my doings , like myself, were vile;
Then, Master , to T HYSELF I flew! I plead
That righteousness that triumphed o'er the dead;
Placed my eternal trust within T HY hand,
And evermore will bow at T HY command.
This, O Lord , I did for T HEE !
Thou hadst done so much for me.