The Anvil — God’s Word

Last eve I passed beside a blacksmith’s door,

And heard the anvil ring the vesper chime;

Then, looking in, I saw upon the floor

Old hammers, worn with beating years of time.

“How many anvils have you had,” said I,

“To wear and batter all these hammers so?”
“Just one,” said he, and then, with twinkling eye,

“The anvil wears the hammers out, you know.”

And so, thought I, the anvil of God’s Word,

For ages skeptic blows have beat upon;

Yet, though the noise of falling blows was heard,

The anvil is unharmed — the hammers gone.

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For the word of God is living and active 

and sharper than any two-edged sword, 

and piercing as far as the division of soul and spirit, 

of both joints and marrow,

and able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart.

Hebrews 4:12

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