Etsi Deus Non Daretur (As If There Were No God) - Poem by Tay Winston
How shall I traverse this valley of tears
Of which a grand survey has yielded;
An excessive amount of present fears
Leaving man with regard to God's love, bewildered.
How shall I take the defendant's stand
And present my case of theodicy;
When all manner of ills across the land
And my own pains, like victims do make plea.
Could it be one more of those divine oxymorons
That I've oft encountered in this soul-making vale;
Like when victory with a crown of thorns,
The Holy, sin-full, bearing ills, did'st over Ill prevail.
I know not - but do wonder at why;
Men when doubting 'God', like Him, would to God still cry.
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