R1507-71 Poem: I Am My Beloved’s

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I AM MY BELOVED’S

Thy spirit, Lord, has filled my life
With sweetness and with love intense.
I love to live to do thy will,
Until thou’rt pleased to call me hence.

I love to sit at thy dear feet,
And learn of thee thy will, thy mind.
And thou dost teach me lessons sweet,
And learning these, great peace I find.

Thou’rt ever ready to bestow
A blessing fresh, so rich and rare;
And as we’re filled with thy great love,
To that extent all things seem fair.

The sweetest portion of my days
Is spent just here, low at thy feet.
Words fail to tell how deep the joy.
The hour is holy when we meet.

How gladly will I hail the day
When I shall see thee as thou art,
And be made like thee, precious One,
And of thy glory share a part.
—S. J. McPHAIL.

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— March 1, 1893 —