Part 5 — THE GRACE OF GRACE.
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Had I the grace to win the grace Of some old man in lore complete, My face would worship at his face, And I sit lowly at his feet.
Had I the grace to win the grace Of childhood, loving shy, apart, The child should find a nearer place, And teach me resting on my heart.
Had I the grace to win the grace Of maiden living all above, My soul would trample down the base, That she might have a man to love.
A grace I had no grace to win Knocks now at my half open door: Ah, Lord of glory, come thou in!— Thy grace divine is all, and more.