Monday, September 27, 2010

No Coward Soul Is Mine

By Emily Bronte

No coward soul is mine,

No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heaven's glories shine,
And Faith shines equal, arming me from Fear.

O God within my breast,
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life, that in me has rest,
As I, undying Life, have power in Thee!

Vain are the thousand creeds
That move men's hearts: unutterably vain;
Worthless as withered weeds,
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main,

To waken doubt in one
Holding so fast by Thy infinity,
So surely anchored on
The steadfast rock of Immortality.

With wide-embracing love
Thy Spirit animates eternal years,
Pervades and broods above,
Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.

Though earth and moon were gone,
And suns and universes ceased to be,
And Thou wert left alone,
Every existence would exist in Thee.

There is not room for Death,
Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou - Thou art Being and Breath,
And what Thou art may never be destroyed.


I absolutely love this poem. I read it in my literature class this summer. I just read this poem and felt like it was coming straight out of my creative veins. I agree with this poem so much and want the world to know that I'm not ashamed of Christ. He has given me so much and I am so blessed.

I would be so blessed even if He didn't give me the things I have. I am blessed because I am one of His.

Oh God within my breast, ever present Deity!
I have power in Thee..
I love those lines. He's always there for me.

This poem has so many levels.
So good.