WHO AM I?
Adam, God made out of dust, but thought it best to make me first. So I was made before man, to answer God's most Holy plan, 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 ever went from it astray.
Thousands of miles I go in fear, but seldom on earth appear. For purpose wise which God did see, He put a living soul in me. A soul from me God did claim and took from me the soul again. So when from me the soul had fled, I was the same as when first made. And without hands, or feet or soul, I travel on from pole to pole. I labor hard by day, by night, to fallen man I give great light. Thousands of people, young and old, will by my death great light behold. No right or wrong can I conceive, the scripture I cannot believe. Although my name therein is found, they are to me an empty sound. No feat of death doth trouble me, real happiness I'll never see.
To heaven I shall never go, or to hell below. Now when these lines you slowly read, go search your Bible with all speed. For that my name is written there, I do honestly declare!
I can't figure it out
