weak soul

“By then I might be rather a poor old weak soul.”

“The dilemma is that if you’re weak, as some people would like you to be, if you’re really, really pathetically weak, the country’s going to be overrun with millions of people,” said the really, really pathetically weak soul sitting in the president’s chair on Wednesday.

I have heard the true word of God to-day from Frederick Hedge—a sermon on Love as the true bond of society, which lifted my weak soul as on the strong wings of a cherub.

And yet we find a weak soul’s acquiescence in fate— “All is as God o’errules.”

The man who truly has this race begun, Will see no time to stand, but strive to run; The night is coming, and will soon be here, He’ll therefore oft betake himself to prayer: Lest strength should fail, or he should grow luke-warm, And his weak soul, the enemy disarm!