Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.
Frances Ridley Havergal 183679I Gave My Life for Thee
I
My precious blood I shed
That thou mightst ransom’d be,
And quicken’d from the dead.
I gave my life for thee;
What hast thou given for me?
In weariness and woe,
That an eternity
Of joy thou mightest know.
I spent long years for thee;
Hast thou spent one for me?
My rainbow-circled throne,
I left, for earthly night,
For wanderings sad and lone.
I left it all for thee;
Hast thou left aught for me?
More than thy tongue may tell
Of bitterest agony,
To rescue thee from hell.
I suffer’d much for thee;
What canst thou bear for me?
Down from my home above,
Salvation full and free,
My pardon and my love.
Great gifts I brought to thee;
What hast thou brought to me?
Thy years for him be spent,
World-fetters all be riven,
And joy with suffering blent;
I gave myself for thee:
Give thou thyself to me?