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THE MAN OF LITTLE FAITH

" 4 LAS" is my cry, who dare not ask for less Than all God’s mercy, should I turn to find Christ at my elbow carrying my cross Myself a spear against His open wound, . "CHRIST" were my cry, who have no eyes to see What place is mine, if place indeed I have; Mirroring His and my perplexity, Who cannot reach Him nor ignore His love. "("HRIST" were my cry, who cry instead "Alas," "~ Wearing my dunce-cap like a crown of thorns; Yet Christ, if He be that, my first witness is I have a hunger in my soul that burns PY night and day, which nothing can dispel;

And, though I put it out, it smoulders still. od --_ oe te

Anton

Vogt

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New Zealand Listener, Volume 26, Issue 657, 8 February 1952, Page 5

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128

THE MAN OF LITTLE FAITH New Zealand Listener, Volume 26, Issue 657, 8 February 1952, Page 5

THE MAN OF LITTLE FAITH New Zealand Listener, Volume 26, Issue 657, 8 February 1952, Page 5

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