From The Valley of Vision (pg 156):
“I have laboured too much for spiritual life, peace of conscience, progressive holiness, in my own strength.
I beg thee, show me the arm of all might.
Give me to believe that thou canst do for me more than I ask or think,
and that, though I backslide, thy love will never let me go,
but will draw me back to thee with everlasting cords;
that thou dost provide grace in the wilderness,
and canst bring me out, leaning on the arm of my Beloved.”
