DIVINITY
The Day is dim with mystery;
The Night aflame with fev'rish fear,
To whom denies Divinity
Doth in these wond'rous robes appear.
The Night aflame with fev'rish fear,
To whom denies Divinity
Doth in these wond'rous robes appear.
The Earth is but a desert bare,
Which soil no beauty can produce,
If one sees not His footprints there,
Outlined by Things—His living shoes!
Which soil no beauty can produce,
If one sees not His footprints there,
Outlined by Things—His living shoes!
The Ocean is a monster blue,
Whose unrestraint must needs appall,
Hearts which own no Creator, Who
Liveth and reigneth over all!
Whose unrestraint must needs appall,
Hearts which own no Creator, Who
Liveth and reigneth over all!
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