‘With Whom is No Variableness, Neither Shadow of Turning.’

A poem by Arthur Hugh Clough

It fortifies my soul to know
That, though I perish, Truth is so:
That, howsoe’er I stray and range,
Whate’er I do, Thou dost not change.
I steadier step when I recall
That, if I slip, Thou dost not fall.

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