In The Hour Of Trial

In the hour of trial, Jesus, plead for me,
Lest by base denial I depart from Thee.
When Thou seest me waver, with a look recall,
Nor for fear or favor suffer me to fall.

With forbidden pleasures would this vain world charm,
Or its sordid treasures spread to work me harm,
Bring to my remembrance sad Gethsemane,
Or, in darker semblance, cross-crowned Calvary.

Should Thy mercy send me sorrow, toil and woe,
Or should pain attend me on my path below,
Grant that I may never fail Thy hand to see;
Grant that I may ever cast my care on Thee.

When my last hour cometh, fraught with strife and pain,
When my dust returneth to the dust again,
On Thy truth relying, through that mortal strife,
Jesus, take me, dying, to eternal life.

by James Montgomery

Comments (22)

Simple and sentimental must be the most puerile and inane criticism ever aimed at a poet. In this age of novelties, we should not forget that Landon was startlingly original, of internationally fame and hugely influential. One might accept the combination of 'cold and sentimental' and 'flat and intense'. That intensity is certainly evident in 'Revenge' but it is not unusual and the powerful undercurrents in her work are not that difficult to spot.
what the he? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !
And swear as your heart is as a shrine wonderful poem and recited it.
........truly a great she feels revenged....after giving him her heart and he smashed it to pieces....for she knows he isn't loved as well.... ~'Tis well: I am revenged at last, Mark you that scornful cheek, The eye averted as you pass'd, Spoke more than words could speak. .....and the last line says it all ~For thou art nor beloved. ~
In response to Greg Hutchinson: the correct word is not. At some point, a typo occurred and has continued. See page 135 of _The Poetical Works of Miss Landon: Complete_ published in 1839. You can find it via a Google search: google books complete works of miss landon.
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