Here is one of my favorite poems by Christina Rossetti. She is better known for Goblin Market and her children’s poems but I love how her devotional poems are so heartfelt and full of faith. If I had been a literature scholar/professor, my thesis would have been how Christina Rossetti’s faith influenced and is reflected in her poetry.
Weary and weak,–accept my weariness;
Weary and weak and downcast in my soul,
With hope growing less and less,
And with the goal
Distant and dim,–accept my sore distress.
I thought to reach the goal so long ago,
At outset of the race I dreamed of rest,
Not knowing what now I know
Of breathless haste,
Of long-drawn straining effort across the waste.
One only thing I knew, Thy love of me;
One only thing I know, Thy sacred same
Love of me full and free,
A craving flame
Of selfless love of me which burns in Thee.
How can I think of thee, and yet grow chill;
Of Thee, and yet grow cold and nigh to death?
Re-energize my will,
Rebuild my faith;
I will arise and run, Thou giving me breath.
I will arise, repenting and in pain;
I will arise, and smite upon my breast
And turn to Thee again;
Thou choosest best,
Lead me along the road Thou makest plain.
Lead me a little way, and carry me
A little way, and listen to my sighs,
And store my tears with Thee,
And deign replies
To feeble prayers;–O Lord, I will arise.
One of my favorite things about this poem is the participation of the Lord with the poet in arising. She arises but He gives her breath and leads her and carries her and listens to her–a beautiful picture of sanctification.