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Confidence Poems

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  1. Triumphalis by Bliss Carman
  2. Confidence by Ellen P. Allerton
  3. Our Confidence by Marianne Farningham

  1. Triumphalis

    by Bliss Carman

    Soul, art thou sad again
    With the old sadness?
    Thou shalt be glad again
    With a new gladness,
    When April sun and rain
    Mount to the teeming brain
    With the earth madness.

    When from the mould again,
    Spurning disaster,
    Spring shoots unfold again,
    Follow thou faster
    Out of the drear domain
    Of dark, defeat, and pain,
    Praising the Master.

    Hope for thy guide again,
    Ample and splendid;
    Love at thy side again,
    All doubting ended;
    (Ah, by the dragon slain,
    For nothing small or vain
    Michael contended!)

    Thou shalt take heart again,
    No more despairing;
    Play thy great part again,
    Loving and caring.
    Hark, how the gold refrain
    Runs through the iron strain,
    Splendidly daring!

    Thou shalt grow strong again,
    Confident, tender,—
    Battle with wrong again,
    Be truth's defender,—
    Of the immortal train,
    Born to attempt, attain,
    Never surrender!

  2. Confidence

    by Ellen P. Allerton

    Is it better never to hope, than to hope in vain?
    Is it better never to strive, lest we never attain?
    Is it better to cling to the shore and leave untried
    Life's wide, deep sea, for dread of its storm and tide?

    Who ventures naught, he surely shall never win;
    He naught shall finish, who never doth aught begin;
    The sun may shine and the heavens may shed its rain,
    But only the sower may harvest his golden grain.

    To-morrow, we know, is dark with its misty veil;
    The light on the path to-day is but dim and pale;
    Blindly we grope our way—but 'tis better so—
    What God hath hidden 'tis better we should not know.

    Nobler and braver is he who stakes his all,
    And takes his loss or gain as the chances may fall,
    Than he who folds his hands and idly waits,
    Till the shadows gather darkly about his gates.

    Shall we turn our ear away from a sweet refrain,
    Lest the pleasant song may turn to a diqje of pain?
    Shall we close our eyes to the ray in the midnight gloom,
    Lest it prove a lure that leads to the door of a tomb?

    Is it better never to love, lest love mistake?
    The passionate heart may quiver and ache and break—
    Yet give us the warm, rich wine, though well we know
    That dregs as bitter as death may lie below.

    We sigh for the joys that were coming, and never came;
    We sit in the dark and weep, with our hearts aflame;
    We feel the crush and grind of the silent mill—
    Feel the crush and grind, while our lips are still.

    What, then! shall we spurn our life as a broken thing?
    Shall we fling a curse in the face of Heaven's King?
    Happy is he who keepeth his trust through all;
    He may shrink and shiver, and falter, but shall not fall.

  3. Our Confidence

    by Marianne Farningham

    "The Lord shall be thy confidence" when fall
    The terror and the darkness of the night;
    When dark clouds spread as a funereal pall,
    And hide from thy rough path the rays of light.

    "The Lord shall be thy confidence" whene'er
    There gathers round thine aching, shrinking head
    The o'erhanging storm of weakness and of fear,
    And thou art stumbling 'neath the weight of dread.

    "The Lord shall be thy confidence" when, lone,
    Thou passest on the dim unlighted way—
    When those who blessed thee with their love are gone,
    And joy is taken from the weary day.

    "The Lord shall be thy confidence" in life,
    Whene'er thou falterest in the trying scene,
    Whene'er thou shrinkest from the battle's strife,
    His angel passeth thee and woe between.

    "The Lord shall be thy confidence" in death,
    When the dark waters rise above thy brow;
    When shorter grows the last departing breath;
    And will support thee, even then, as now.

    Fear not, fear not, O Christian! Joyfully
    Pass on thy journey—gladly hasten thence
    And sing, with heart and lip, most gratefully,
    The Lord thy joy—the Lord our confidence.

    25Be not afraid of sudden fear, neither of the desolation of the wicked, when it cometh. 26For the LORD shall be thy confidence, and shall keep thy foot from being taken.

    – Proverbs 3:25-26
    The Bible, KJV

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