My actions are the proof my faith is in the Just.
God is the Archer. I’m His bow;—and arrow, too.
He is the Smiter. I’m the weapon;—sword, bamboo.70
‘Thou castedst not, when stones thou castedst in the fight.’[415]
God is the Warrior mighty. I’m dust in His sight.
Thought of myself I’ve banished, wholly, from my path.
Save God, all else as naught I hold;—a mower’s swath.
I’m but a shadow;—shadow cast by Sun of Truth.
Door-keeper am I;—veil, I’m not, to hide His sooth.
I’m a sword. My trenchancy’s union with God.