Poem fractal

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0.018 apart. A smaller distance means the lines are built more alike.

This number is read from the build of the lines. The bright edge is that number, carried outward until the pattern repeats.

Jesus Christ our Savior

by William Whiting

−0.4019 − 1.0050i

Drawing the boundary…

My worthiness is all my doubt

by Emily Dickinson

−0.3876 − 1.0159i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

Jesus Christ our Savior

by William Whiting

Jesus Christ our Savior,
Once for us a child,
In Thy whole behavior,
Meek, obedient, mild;
In Thy foot-steps treading
We Thy lambs will be,
Foe nor danger dreading
While we follow Thee.

For all Thou bestowest,
All Thou dost withhold;
Whatsoe'er Thou knowest
Best for us, Thy fold;
For all gifts and graces
While we live below,
Till in heavenly places
We Thy face shall know:

We Thy children, raising
Unto Thee our hearts,
In Thy constant praising
Bear our duteous parts.
As Thy love hath won us
From the world away,
Still Thy hands put on us;
Bless us day by day.

Let Thine angels guide us;
Let Thine arms enfold;
In Thy bosom hide us,
Sheltered from the cold.
To Thyself us gather,
'Mid the ransomed host,
Praising Thee, the Father,
And the Holy Ghost.

My worthiness is all my doubt

by Emily Dickinson

My worthiness is all my doubt—
His merit—all my fear—
Contrasting which, my quality
Do lowlier—appear—

Lest I should insufficient prove
For His beloved need—
The chiefest apprehension
Upon my thronging Mind.

'Tis true—that Deity to stoop
Inherently incline—
For nothing higher than itself
Itself can rest upon—

So I—the undivine abode
Of His Elect Content—
Conform my Soul—as 'twere a Church,
Unto Her Sacrament—

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