A few poems on prayer: #5. “Clasping of Hands” by George Herbert

by Kim on September 21, 2010

Lord, Thou art mine, and I am Thine,
If mine I am; and Thine much more
Than I or ought or can be mine.
Yet to be Thine doth me restore,
So that again I now am mine,
And with advantage mine the more,
Since this being mine brings with it Thine,
And Thou with me dost Thee restore:
If I without Thee would be mine,
I neither should be mine nor Thine.

Lord, I am Thine, and Thou art mine;
So mine Thou art, that something more
I may presume Thee mine then Thine,
For Thou didst suffer to restore
Not Thee, but me, and to be mine:
And with advantage mine the more,
Since Thou in death wast none of Thine,
Yet then as mine didst me restore:
O, be mine still; still make me Thine
Or rather make no Thine and mine.

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dh 09.21.10 at 8:14 pm

Kim, is this a pantimime of thine and mine or are you projecting the Thine from thine to mine. I say back at yah of the Thine from mine to thine. :)

I really liked this hymn and therefore it isn’t a landmine for my soul. :)

Kim, way to mine the soul with these deep thoughts.
but this mining of the soul is toward mine from thine which ultimately comes from Thine by way of Thine. :)

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