Plead in vain, and proudly answered,
"All of self, and none of Thee!"
Yet He found me; I beheld him
Bleeding on the accursèd tree,
Heard him pray, "Forgive them, Father!"
And my wistful heart said faintly,
"Some of self and some of Thee."
Day by day his tender mercy,
Healing, helping, full and free,
Sweet and strong, and, ah! so patient,