Can you guess this riddle?
Many years ago a prominent merchant promised an eccentric old woman named Lucy King, living in a neighboring town, a prize, if, taking her subject from the Bible, she would compose a riddle which he could not guess.
She won the prize with the following:
Adam, God made of dust,
But thought it best to make me first;
So I was made before man,
To answer God’s most holy plan.
My body God did make complete,
But without arms, or legs, or feet;
My ways and acts He did control,
But to my body gave no soul.
A living being I became,
And Adam gave to me my name;
I from his presence then withdrew,
And more of Adam never knew.
I did my maker’s law obey,
Nor from it ever went astray;
Thousands of miles I go in fear,
But seldom on earth ever appear.
For purpose wise, which God did see,
He put a living soul in me,
A soul from me my God did claim,
And took from me that soul again.
For when from me the soul had fled,
I was the same as when first made;
And without hands, or feet, or soul,
I travel from pole to pole.
I labor hard by day and night
To fallen man I give great light;
Thousand of people, young and old,
Will by my death, great light behold.
No right nor wrong can I conceive,
The scriptures I cannot believe;
Although my name, therein is found,
THey are to me an empty sound.
No fear of death doth trouble me,
Real happiness I shall never see;
To heaven I shall never go,
Or to the grave, or hell below.
Now when these lines you slowly read,
Go search your Bible with all speed;
For that my name’s recorded there,
I honestly to you declare.
this riddle did not originate with me. It is not to my knowledge copywrited.
Until next time,