Each Peculiar Faith

The Violet City

To each his own faith

Mine, the struggle

Of a man facing his own depravity

Countered by amazing grace

The battle between a mind that sees

And a heart that knows

By feeling

Whether from the spirit

Or from my own thoughts

My brother wrestles his own doubts

Asking my own questions

In his own way

Complete the task set before you

Jacob and the stranger

Hold fast to your opponent

All night and far

Into the day

Until the very thing which fights

Against you

Gives its blessing

Leaving you with a limp

And a new life

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