Romans 11:20: I Narture's highmindedness

I Narture's highmindedness
How shall I lay aside?
I cannot, Lord, myself abase,
Myself divest of pride:
But if Thou speak the word,
The word imparts the fear,
And poor, and vile, and self-abhorrd
I at Thy feet appear.

Here let me ever lie
And tremble at Thy grace,
Afraid to meet Thy pitying eye,
To see Thy smiling face:
Thus only may I prove
My growth in grace sincere,
And calmly wait, till perfect love
Complete my humble fear.