The sharpest goad is my surest friend
and stern rebuke the sweetest gift
as a blind man quicker heeds the sharper hedge
or the reckless child a louder call;
so my soul, when pricked
by your strong and guiding hand
heeds what it would oft’ ignore
and thus is saved from such ruinous ends
and brought safely to heaven’s shores.
Author notes
Train me, that I might be more than I now am.
-thefallout
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