Eschatology Helps

I am loving this poem I came across today by Emily Bronte called Last Lines. Written in 1846, it is rich with meditation on Heaven and how heaven arms us against the fears and storms of earth. love it. enjoy.

Oh, and finding any good image of heaven on google search, impossible. So that one over there is gonna have to do. dont hate. read the poem.

LAST LINES

by: Emily Brontë (1818-1848)

O coward soul is mine,

No trembler in the world’s storm-troubled sphere:

I see Heaven’s glories shine,
And faith shines equal, arming me from fear.
O God within my breast,
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life–that in me has rest,
As I–undying Life–have power in Thee!
Vain are the thousand creeds
That move men’s hearts: unutterably vain;
Worthless as wither’d weeds,
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main,
To waken doubt in one
Holding so fast by Thine Infinity;
So surely anchor’d on
The steadfast rock of immortality.
With wide-embracing love
Thy Spirit animates eternal years,
Pervades and broods above,
Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.
Though earth and man were gone,
And suns and universes ceased to be,
And Thou were left alone,
Every existence would exist in Thee.
There is not room for Death,
Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou–Thou art Being and Breath,
And what Thou art may never be destroyed.

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