Author Christina Georgina Rossetti Lord Jesus, who would think that I am Thine? Ah, who would think Who sees me ready to turn back or sink, That Thou art mine? I cannot hold Thee fast though Thou art mine: Hold Thou me fast, So earth shall know at last and heaven at last That I am Thine. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments