I dare not trust the sweetest thing

Faith, Poetry

I dare not trust the sweetest thing

What force could shake; could break

this mighty faith of ours?

None dare I say.

The princely powers of this earthly kingdom

fire blunt arrows at us

Life’s snares and sinkholes have no depth that can’t

be climbed unscathed from

For we march in victory, protected by a holy

shield of love and truth —

If only we thought that way —

Still, our religious duty is strong, yet our belief is weak,

deceived that success comes only from human deeds and

‘‘In Him All things…’’ won’t save us completely.

Within the crisis blaze that smites all hope around us, we must be

as the summer soil — burned to ashes yet sprouting again from a savior’s




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