Not
from my human means I delight
For
then I would be in mean bravado
Not
from wealth and health I'm knight
For
even my breath is a free gift in affection
Not
from my devotion to faith I live
For
all my hope is anchored in him
Not
from I is my passion drawn
From
him who reigns on high I bear fruit
Not
from my soul is this love sired
Only
for he who is Love shares of his fountain
Not
to be loved that I do love
In
his grace and mercy I'm truly loved
Not
by the strength beneath my fists I rise
Off
his kindness I’ll see the celestial feast
Newton G K 2014
