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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume III. Sorrow and Consolation.  1904.
 
IV. Comfort and Cheer
I Hold Still
Julius Sturm (1816–1896)
 
Anonymous translation from the German

PAIN’S furnace heat within me quivers,
  God’s breath upon the flame doth blow,
And all my heart in anguish shivers,
  And trembles at the fiery glow:
And yet I whisper, As God will!        5
And in his hottest fire hold still.
 
He comes and lays my heart, all heated,
  On the hard anvil, minded so
Into his own fair shape to beat it
  With his great hammer, blow on blow:        10
And yet I whisper, As God will!
And at his heaviest blows hold still.
 
He takes my softened heart and beats it,—
  The sparks fly off at every blow;
He turns it o’er and o’er, and heats it,        15
  And lets it cool, and makes it glow:
And yet I whisper, As God will!
And, in his mighty hand, hold still.
 
Why should I murmur? for the sorrow
  Thus only longer-lived would be;        20
Its end may come, and will, to-morrow,
  When God has done his work in me;
So I say, trusting, As God will!
And, trusting to the end, hold still.
 
He kindles for my profit purely        25
  Affliction’s glowing fiery brand,
And all his heaviest blows are surely
  Inflicted by a Master-hand:
So I say, praying, As God will!
And hope in him, and suffer still.        30
 
 
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