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20-Pack of Poetry Leaflets, 10-Point Type
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"My faith looks up to claim the touch divine . . . ." This precious poem, written over 130 years ago, has been often quoted but apparently rarely published since.
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O blessed Lord I would be taught by Thee
To glory even in “infirmity”
That so “the power of Christ” may rest on me.
I pray Thee bring me to that hallowed place,
Thy “Peniel” where Thy Israels see Thy face;
Halt, yet invincible, through sovereign grace.
My faith looks up to claim the touch divine
Which robs me of this fatal strength of mine,
And leaves me wholly resting, Lord, on Thine.
O touch me in the place of human pride,
That with Thy Spirit’s power alone supplied,
The Lord “in all things may be magnified.”
Bring rebel “self” beneath Thy sovereign sway,
On haughty “self” Thy hand, disabling, lay,
O make me “lame” enough to “take the prey.”
Acquitted when I own Thy sentence just;
Exalted most when humbled in the dust;
Triumphant when Thou art mine only trust.
The fullness of Thy blessing thus bestow;
The “fellowship of suffering” let me know;
The power of resurrection-life below.
Yea, make me such an one as Thou canst bless;
Meet for Thy use through very helplessness—
Thine, only Thine, the glory of success!
Lord, teach Thy trembling saints to find like Thee,
The place of death, the place of victory,
Like Thee to triumph in extremity.
For still Thy cross shall be our conquering sign!
Then first we live when we our life resign;
Yea, all our being is the being THINE.
L. A. Bennett
Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. 2 Corinthians 12:9
Lucy Ann Bennett (England, 1850-1927) was a well-published poetess and the author of a number of excellent hymns, including “I Am the Lord’s, O Joy Beyond Expression,” “O Fathomless mercy, O Infinite Grace,” “O Teach Me What It Meaneth,” and many edifying and encouraging poems. This poem appears to have been among her earlier ones.