This Gnat So Small


To think that You
Regard it all
Without a skip or miss.
Creation's spin
Men's hurts within
My hopes and trials and bliss.

Is just to sense
An un-summed Care
Which wearies not, nor wanes.
Though nations roar,
And lust for more,
You never drop the reins.

What marvel this!
That I am known
And figure in the blend.
This gnat so small
Receives Your all.
And comforts without end.

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