Today I was pondering on the words of a song

The words were penned by Anon, a most creative person that has done much wondrous work.  This creation came from time spent in Boston around 1805.  The words struck accord with me.

Know This, That Every Soul Is Free

Know this, that ev'ry soul is free
To choose his life and what he'll be;
For this eternal truth is giv'n:
That God will force no man to heav'n.

He'll call, persuade, direct aright,
And bless with wisdom, love, and light,
In nameless ways be good and kind,
But never force the human mind.

Freedom and reason make us men;
Take these away, what are we then?
Mere animals, and just as well
The beasts may think of heav'n or hell.

May we no more our pow'rs abuse,
But ways of truth and goodness choose;
Our God is pleased when we improve
His grace and seek his perfect love.


This needs no comment from me but it does deserve a re-read, a slow read, a fast read, a poetic read and a blessed read.  I guess it deserves many reads.  Let the comments not come from me.  Let the comments be your own.

This is Ed Nef with a view from the Farrwest.