THE ANVIL--GOD'S WORD

Last eve I passed beside a blacksmith's door,
And heard the anvil ring the vesper chime;
Then, looking in, I saw upon the floor
Old hammers, worn with beating years of time.
"How many anvils have you had,"� said I,
"To wear and batter all these hammers so?"�
"Just one,"� said he, and then, with twinkling eye,
"The anvil wears the hammers out, you know."�
And so, thought I, the anvil of God's Word,
For ages skeptic blows have beat upon;
Yet, though the noise of falling blows was heard,
The anvil is unharmed--the hammers gone.

John Clifford (1836-1923)

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