Self Doubt; Alongside God
Self doubt, too look up dares not
Who, with dropped reins says:
" Of its trust, all, now placed in
Your hands, Lord, not mine.
Whose guide's, which holed route on is
Filled deeper, sadder.
Life's coachman's. Life's broad speaking.
Til its sun's decline."
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