No Coward Soul Is Mine

2No coward soul is mine,

3No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:

4I see Heaven's glories shine,

5And faith shines equal, arming me from fear.

6O God within my breast,

7Almighty, ever-present Deity!

8Life—that in me has rest,

9As I—undying Life—have power in Thee!

10Vain are the thousand creeds

11That move men's hearts: unutterably vain;

12Worthless as withered weeds,

13Or idle froth amid the boundless main,

14To waken doubt in one

15Holding so fast by Thine infinity;

16So surely anchored on

17The stedfast rock of immortality.

18With wide-embracing love

19Thy spirit animates eternal years,

20Pervades and broods above,

21Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.

22Though earth and man were gone,

23And suns and universes ceased to be,

24And Thou were left alone,

25Every existence would exist in Thee.

26There is not room for Death,

27Nor atom that his might could render void:

28Thou—Thou art Being and Breath,

29And what Thou art may never be destroyed.