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Random Poem of the Day

1I threaten'd to observe the strict decree
2    Of my dear God with all my power and might;
3    But I was told by one it could not be;
4Yet I might trust in God to be my light.
5"Then will I trust," said I, "in Him alone."
6    "Nay, e'en to trust in Him was also His:
7    We must confess that nothing is our own."
8"Then I confess that He my succour is."
9"But to have nought is ours, not to confess
10    That we have nought." I stood amaz'd at this,
11    Much troubled, till I heard a friend express
12That all things were more ours by being His;
13    What Adam had, and forfeited for all,
14    Christ keepeth now, who cannot fail or fall.