Classic Poem

Yes, be thou " with me in the way I go! "
Whether or poverty or wealth thou send; —
Be thou my all in all! Be thee to know, —
My heart's best treasure — as my soul's best friend!
To touch unworthily, do thou forefend,
With an unhallowed hand, that ark of thine! —
What, what am I? Though in the dust I bend,
Let me rejoice, that while I lowly pine,
Thousands of purer souls, in thy white raiment shine!