I must not cower
I must not hide
Though I have no power
And by Nature’s laws, I have no cause for pride
I must not falter
I must not fail
And my way must not be altered
Though its end betides the place where all joys hide behind Death’s veil
I must press on
And I must fight
Until all shadows have flown and gone
And, with their last flight and death of Night, comes Light
About Me
- Caleb
- "But you, child, will be called the prophet of the Highest; for you will go before the face of the LORD to prepare His ways, to give knowledge of salvation to His people, to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace." --Luke 1:76-79
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