<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420908" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sensitiveness</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time was, I shrank from what was right,<br> From fear of what was wrong; <br>I would not brave the sacred fight, <br> Because the foe was strong.<br>But now I cast that finer sense<br> And sorer shame aside; <br>Such dread of sin was indolence, <br> Such aim at heaven was pride.<br>So, when my Saviour calls, I rise,<br> And calmly do my best;<br>Leaving to Him, with silent eyes<br> Of hope and fear, the rest.<br>I step, I mount where He has led;<br> Men count my haltings o’er;— <br>I know them; yet, though self I dread, <br> I love his precept more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Henry+Newman">John Henry Newman</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420908" data-title="Sensitiveness de John Henry Newman" data-description="Time was, I shrank from what was right, From fear of what was wrong; I would not brave the sacred fight, Because the foe was strong. But now I cast that finer sense And sorer shame aside; Such dread of sin was indolence, Such aim at heaven..."></div> </div> </div>

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