The Holdfast

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I threatned to observe the strict decree
  Of my deare 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, ev'n to trust in him, was also his:
  We must confesse, that nothing is our own.
Then I confesse that he my succour is:

But to have nought is ours, not to confesse
  That we have nought.  I stood amaz'd at this,
  Much troubled, till I heard a friend expresse,
That all things were more ours by being his.
  What Adam had, and forfeited for all,
  Christ keepeth now, who cannot fail or fall.

© George Herbert