There are no depths

to which I have gone

or to which I could go,

but Thou, in Thy fathomless

mercy and love

didst still sink below,

plumbing the depths

for a sin-ruined heart

indifferent to Thee;

draining the dregs

of God’s holy wrath

that I might go free.

 

Taken by permission from “Ruth Graham’s Collected Poems,” by Ruth Bell Graham, ©1977, 1992, 1997 The Ruth Graham Literary Trust.