Friday, February 17, 2017

Egg Of Sin

We don’t normally have poetry, other than the 1st Tuesday of the month. However, I came across a piece, written some years ago by a poetess by the name of Elisabeth Byland, and thought it was worth passing on:

That little sin you’ve sought to hide,

And thought nobody knew it,

May grow to such a monstrous size,

You’ll wish at first you slew it!

So when you find an egg of sin,

Left temptingly around,

Smash the awful thing at once,

Lest with it you are found!

For if you hold it close to you,

The thing may incubate,

And when you want to turn it loose,

Then it may be too late!

“Every man is tempted, when he is drawn away of his own lust, and enticed. Then when lust hath conceived, it bringeth forth sin: and sin, when it is finished, bringeth forth death” (James 1:14-15).