Thrice did death come near to me Seeking his rightful share But seeing the soul's divinity All he could do was stare
At the blinding light that hit his eyes And turned him fast away And even though he often tries I live another day
In gratitude and humility And feel Her force alive in me.
Poems Undated (1727)
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