NOT A WRINKLE IN MY SOUL
Here’s a poem by A. D. Goldsmith: II Corinthians 4 – 5:10 “My hands are trembling,
My feet are slipping,
My back is aching,
But there’s not a wrinkle in my soul.
My eyes are squinting,
My ears are failing,
My mind is groping,
But there’s not a wrinkle in my soul.
My things are dropping,
My years are fleeting,
My friends are dying,
But there’s not a wrinkle in my soul.
I’ve a faith that’s unwavering,
I’ve a hope that’s persisting,
I’ve a love that’s enduring,
There’s not a wrinkle in my soul.
I’ve a joy that’s unending,
I’ve a peace that’s long lasting,
I’ve friends that are most caring,
There’s not a wrinkle in my soul.
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