English poem
Where Long And Deeply Hath Been Fixed The Root
Composed 1842.--Published 1845
Where long and deeply hath been fixed the root In the blest soil of gospel truth, the Tree, (Blighted or scathed tho' many branches be, Put forth to wither, many a hopeful shoot) Can never cease to bear celestial fruit. Witness the Church that oft-times, with effect Dear to the saints, strives earnestly to eject Her bane, her vital energies recruit. Lamenting, do not hopelessly repine When such good work is doomed to be undone, The conquests lost that were so hardly won:-- All promises vouchsafed by Heaven will shine In light confirmed while years their course shall run, Confirmed alike in progress and decline.
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