James Montgomery Poems
|41.||In The Hour Of Trial||1/3/2003|
|43.||O God! Thou Art My God Alone;||4/15/2010|
|44.||Thank And Praise Jehovah's Name||1/3/2003|
|45.||One Prayer I Have -- All Prayers In One, --||4/15/2010|
|46.||Lift Up Your Heads, Ye Gates Of Brass;||4/15/2010|
|47.||Servants Of God, In Joyful Lays||1/3/2003|
|48.||People Of The Living God||1/3/2003|
|49.||The Daisy - On Finding One In Bloom On Christmas-Day||4/15/2010|
|50.||A Cry From South Africa||1/3/2003|
|52.||Prayer Is The Soul's Sincere Desire||1/3/2003|
|53.||A Poor Wayfaring Man Of Grief||1/3/2003|
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A Poor Wayfaring Man Of Grief
A poor wayfaring Man of grief
Hath often crossed me on my way,
Who sued so humbly for relief
That I could never answer nay.
I had not power to ask his name,
Whereto he went, or whence he came;
Yet there was something in his eye
That won my love; I knew not why.
Once, when my scanty meal was spread,
He entered; not a word he spake,
Just perishing for want of bread.
I gave him all; he blessed it, brake,
And ate, but gave me part again.
Mine was an angel’s portion then,
For while I fed with eager haste,
The crust was manna to my taste.
In The Hour Of Trial
In the hour of trial, Jesus, plead for me,
Lest by base denial I depart from Thee.
When Thou seest me waver, with a look recall,
Nor for fear or favor suffer me to fall.
With forbidden pleasures would this vain world charm,
Or its sordid treasures spread to work me harm,
Bring to my remembrance sad Gethsemane,
Or, in darker semblance, cross-crowned Calvary.