What cheerful word, what charm of love?
Who’ll ring the tones of the righteous God
And the deeds of saints? The daily food
To revive our hearts and fill our souls?
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I’ve nothing to say, a denier of good,
My lips are still: no lie, no truth,
But falsehood of silence, this failed tongue;
Confession of Christ is faith alive,
The Word proclaimed, the Way affirmed,
But dare I face the danger of man?
My fear refuses to speak of freedom.
We want someone to solve our problem, without having to lift a finger. We want the solution to fall from the sky. But one person, a woman with a hemorrhage, knew that she would have to run after the solution.