414. I Bow My Forehead to the Dust

1 I bow my forehead to the dust,
I veil mine eyes for shame,
And urge, in trembling self-distrust,
A prayer without a claim.
No off'ring of my own I have,
Nor works my faith to prove;
I can but give the gifts He gave,
And plead His love for love.

2 I dimly guess, from blessings known,
Of greater out of sight;
And, with the chastened Psalmist, own
His judgments too are right.
And if my heart and flesh are weak
To bear an untried pain,
The bruised reed He will not break,
But strengthen and sustain.

3 I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.
And so beside the silent sea
I wait the muffled oar:
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.

4 I know not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air;
I only know I cannot drift
Beyond His love and care.
And Thou, O Lord, by whom are seen
Thy creatures as they be,
Forgive me if too close I lean
My human heart on Thee.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: I bow my forehead to the dust
Title: I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
Author: John Greenleaf Whittier (1867, a.)
Meter: C. M. D.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1937
Topic: Way of Salvation: Repentance; Trinity, Nineteenth Sunday; Death: Prayer for help in
Copyright: Copyright, 1895, by the Trustees of the Presbyterian Board of Publication and Sabbath-School Work.
Tune Information
Name: AMESBURY
Composer: Uzziah Christopher Burnap (1895)
Meter: C. M. D.
Key: A♭ Major



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