Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

He Strained My Faith - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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He strained my faith—
Did he find it supple?
Shook my strong trust—
Did it then—yield?

Hurled my belief—
But—did he shatter—it?
Racked—with suspense—
Not a nerve failed!

Wrung me—with Anguish—
But I never doubted him—
'Tho' for what wrong
He did never say—

Stabbed—while I sued
His sweet forgiveness—
Jesus—it's your little "John"!
Don't you know—me?


Comments about He Strained My Faith by Emily Dickinson

  • (11/19/2015 5:57:00 AM)


    ....a wonderful poem of faith ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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