A Poem by Martin Luther

Feelings come and feelings go

And feelings are deceiving

My warrant is the Word of God

Naught else is worth believing.

Though all my heart should feel condemned

For want of some sweet token

There is one greater than my heart

Whose word cannot be broken.

I’ll trust in God’s unchanging word

Till soul and body sever

For though all things shall pass away

His word shall stand forever!