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Tuesday, April 13, 2010

A friend of the world is an enemy of God

One of the blogs I follow is Rebecca Writes and she has been posting some of Christina Rossetti's poetry of late. I am pleased she has been doing so, because I had not thought of her work in a while and I really do enjoy reading it. Christina was an English poet, who lived from 1830 to 1894, and was featured in the British Literature course I took my children through in high school. This particular poem is a graphic and profound description of the vile practices and vain philosophies of the world.


THE WORLD
Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)

By day she woos me, soft, exceeding fair:
But all night as the moon so changeth she;
Loathsome and foul with hideous leprosy
And subtle serpents gliding in her hair.
By day she woos me to the outer air,
Ripe fruits, sweet flowers, and full satiety:
But through the night, a beast she grins at me,
A very monster void of love and prayer.
By day she stands a lie: by night she stands
In all the naked horror of the truth
With pushing horns and clawed and clutching hands.
Is this a friend indeed; that I should sell
My soul to her, give her my life and youth,
Till my feet, cloven too, take hold on hell?


"You adulteresses, do you not know that friendship with the world is hostility toward God? Therefore whoever wishes to be a friend of the world makes himself an enemy of God" (James 4:4).

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