No coward soul is mine

No 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 withered weeds

Or idlest froth amid the boundless main

To waken doubt in one

Holding so fast by thine infinity

So surely anchored 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 wert left alone,

Every existence would exist in thee

There is not room for Death

Nor atom that his might could render void

Since Thou are Being and Breath,

And what THOU art may never be destroyed.