No coward soul is mine, <br />No trembler in the world,s storm-troubled sphere: <br />I see Heaven's glories shine, <br />And Faith shines equal arming me from Fear. <br /> <br />O God within my breast. <br />Almighty ever-present Deity! <br />Life , that in me has rest, <br />As I Undying Life, have power in thee! <br /> <br />Vain are the thousand creeds <br />That move men's hearts, unutterably vain; <br />Worthless as withered weeds, <br />Or idlest froth amid the boundless main, <br /> <br />To waken doubt in one <br />Holding so fast by Thy infinity; <br />So surely anchored on <br />The steadfast rock of Immortality. <br /> <br />With wide-embracing love <br />Thy Spirit animates eternal years, <br />Pervades and broods above, <br />Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears. <br /> <br />Though Earth and moon were gone, <br />And suns and universes ceased to be, <br />And Thou wert left alone, <br />Every Existence would exist in thee. <br /> <br />There is not room for Death, <br />Nor atom that his might could render void: <br />Since thou art Being and Breath, <br />And what thou art may never be destroyed.<br /><br />Emily Jane Brontë<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-coward-soul-is-mine-2/
