The Hold-fast

I threaten'd to observe the strict decree
 Of my dear God with all my power and 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, e'en to trust in Him was also His:
 We must confess that nothing is our own."
"Then I confess that He my succour is."
"But to have nought is ours, not to confess
 That we have nought." I stood amaz'd at this,
 Much troubled, till I heard a friend express
That all things were more ours by being His;
 What Adam had, and forfeited for all,
 Christ keepeth now, who cannot fail or fall.