My first friendship with the muse

I am Thy servant

I am Thy servant-of-servants, humble, low.
Truly I care not who Thou art, O Lord!
Thy Grace I invoke, only Thy Grace sublime.
In Thee alone I find my bosom’s cord.

My mind craves not for fame, O Thou Unknown,
Nor for Thy boundless Power, Knowledge-Sun.
My Lord, my first and last desire serene —
Make me Thy Vision’s golden deathless son.