Poems (Rossetti, 1901)/"For Thine own Sake, O my God"
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"FOR THINE OWN SAKE, O MY GOD."
WEARIED of sinning, wearied of repentance, Wearied of self, I turn, my God, to Thee;To Thee, my Judge, on Whose all-righteous sentence Hangs mine eternity:I turn to Thee, I plead Thyself with Thee,— Be pitiful to me.
Wearied I loathe myself, I loathe my sinning, My stains, my festering sores, my misery:Thou the Beginning, Thou ere my beginning Didst see and didst foreseeMe miserable, me sinful, ruined me,— I plead Thyself with Thee.
I plead Thyself with Thee Who art my Maker, Regard Thy handiwork that cries to Thee;I plead Thyself with Thee Who wast partaker Of mine infirmity,Love made Thee what Thou art, the love of me,— I plead Thyself with Thee.