Take my handA Poem by discipleVague questions besotted with difficulties The strange infirmities of human understanding The violence of affirmations, the obstinacy of belief
The mitigated skepticism behind my actions; The very circumstance which renders me innocent Is what chiefly exposes me to
the public resentment and hatred? The pains of inquiry! Oh! The pains of inquiry Rejoicing to confine to very narrow bounds?
Renouncing all speculations within common life and practice Aware of the supine indolence of the mind Its rash arrogance, lofty pretensions, superstitious credulity The disorderly passion of human mind; the pretense of reasoning
Friend’, do not turn from me Take my hand; I am Harmless and innocent Configured with natural affection and propensity Please take my hand; I am loving and caring I am …“THE LOVE OF TRUTH” I am THE LOVE OF WISDOM © 2015 discipleAuthor's Note
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