Classic Poem

" THE RESOLVE "

The voice of joyful ones I hear,
It warbles sweet and high;
Arise, my soul, the Lord is near, —
Jesus is passing by!

Long have I waited at the pool;
Why should I longer stay?
Come, Saviour, make my spirit whole;
My Saviour, come away!

No longer will I, listless, wait;
No more, excuses frame;
No more with earth and sin debate;
No more Thy goodness blame.

The world no more shall have my heart;
I will rebel no more;
From cherished sin, to-day, I part,
And sparing Love adore

The chief of sinners, Lord! I come,
And cast myself on Thee;
Thou art the weary wanderer's home, —
My home, dear Saviour, be!

The work is done; my God is mine, —
Glory to God! I sing;
Jesus, the glory all be Thine;
Let all creation ring!