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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420908" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sensitiveness</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420908" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Time was, I shrank from what was right,<br> From fear of what was wrong; <br>I would not brave the sacred fight, <br> Because the foe was strong.<br>But now I cast that finer sense<br> And sorer shame aside; <br>Such dread of sin was indolence, <br> Such aim at heaven was pride.<br>So, when my Saviour calls, I rise,<br> And calmly do my best;<br>Leaving to Him, with silent eyes<br> Of hope and fear, the rest.<br>I step, I mount where He has led;<br> Men count my haltings o’er;— <br>I know them; yet, though self I dread, <br> I love his precept more.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+Henry+Newman">John Henry Newman</a></strong></div>

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