Thy worthiest strength be weakness made,
Caught up in one great whelming grave,
Wave after wave, wave after wave.
Yet still, though baffled and denied,
Thy spended strength has swelled the tide.
A feather’s weight where oceans roll—
One atom in a mighty whole—
God’s hand uncounted agencies
Marshals and notes and counts as his:
His sands to bind, his threads to save,