The sinner's own fault? So it was. If every own fault found us out, Dogged us and hedged us round about, What comfort should we take because Not half our due we thus wrung out? Clearly his own fault. Yet I think My fault in part, who did not pray But lagged and would not lead the way. I, haply, proved his missing link. God help us both to mend and pray. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: THE JURY DELIBERATES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS AFTER MUSIC by JOSEPHINE PRESTON PEABODY FULLNESS OF THE BIBLE by H. J. BETTS WAR AUTOBIOGRAPHY; WRITTEN IN ILLNESS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE CONGREGATION by GAMALIEL BRADFORD HE WHO LOSETH HIS LIFE SHALL FIND IT by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |