The Truth — is stirless —
Other force — may be presumed to move —
This — then — is best for confidence —
When oldest Cedars swerve —
And Oaks untwist their fists —
And Mountains — feeble — lean —
How excellent a Body, that
Stands without a Bone —
How vigorous a Force
That holds without a Prop —
Truth stays Herself — and every man
That trusts Her — boldly up —