Lyric Poem · Life
He strained my faith
He strained my faith —
Did he find it supple?
Shook my strong trust —
Did it then — yield?
Hurled my belief —
But — did he shatter — it?
Racked — with suspense —
Not a nerve failed!
Wrung me — with Anguish —
But I never doubted him —
'Tho' for what wrong
He did never say —
Stabbed — while I sued
His sweet forgiveness —
Jesus — it's your little "John"!
Don't you know — me?
This poem is in the public domain.
“He strained my faith” by Emily Dickinson — quilloak.com/poems/he-strained-my-faith
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