My Faith is larger than the Hills

Emily wrote about her faith a lot, sometimes in roundabout ways. Do you write about your faith?
 

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My Faith is larger than the Hills –

So when the Hills decay –

My Faith must take the Purple Wheel

To show the Sun the way –
 

‘Tis first He steps upon the Vane –

And then – upon the Hill –

And then abroad the World He go

To do his Golden Will –
 

And if His Yellow feet should miss –

The Bird would not arise –

The Flowers would slumber on their Stems –

No Bells have Paradise –
 

How dare I, therefore, stint a faith

On which so vast depends –

Lest Firmament should fail for me –

The Rivet in the Bands

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