¶ The Holdfast.
I threatened to observe the strict decree Of my deare God with all my power & might. But I was told by one, it could not be; Yet I might trust in God to be my light. Then will I trust, said I, in him alone. Nay, evn to trust in him, was also his: We must confesse that nothing is our own. Then I confesse that he my succour is: But to have nought is ours, not to confesse That we have nought. I stood amazd at this, Much troubled, till I heard a friend expresse, That all things were more ours by being his. What Adam had, and forfeited for all, Christ keepeth now, who cannot fail or fall. |
Note on Sonnet form and organization.
An Irreverant Insight: Bud Abbot and Lou Costello Interpret "The Holdfast"
Abbot: "You know HIM? He's big. Powerful." |
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