The Eternality of The Word of God

Last eve I passed beside a blacksmith’s door
     And heard the anvil ring the vesper chime;
When 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 these hammers so?”
“Just one,” said he; then with a twinkling eye,
     “The anvil wears the hammers out, you know.”


And so, I thought, the anvil of God’s Word,
     For ages, skeptics blows have beat upon;
Yet, though the noise of falling blows was heard,
     The anvil is unharmed—the hammers gone.


—John Clifford

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