DADS TUESDAY ENTRY TWO THOUSAND TWO HUNDRED EIGHTY

Good Morning. .... No Coward Soul is Mine .. .... No coward soul is mineNo trembler in the world's storm-troubl ed sphere .. I see Heaven's glories shineAnd Faith shines equal arming me from Fear .. O God within my breastAlmighty ever-present Deity '' Life, that in me hath restAs 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 infinit .. So surely anchored on The steadfast rock of Immortality With wide-embracing loveThy spirit animates eternal yearsPervades and broods aboveChanges, .. sustains, dissolves, creates and rears Though Earth and moon were gone And suns and universes ceasvery Existence would exist in thee There is not room for Death Nor atom that his might could render void Since thou art Being and Breath And what thou art may never be destroyed