It is for you I ponder the wasted time
While shadows dance along the wall
It is for you I wait for another state of mind
In haste the mood is gathering the tide.
...
Strong Son of God, immortal Love,
Whom we, that have not seen thy face,
By faith, and faith alone, embrace,
Believing where we cannot prove;
Thine are these orbs of light and shade;
Thou madest Life in man and brute;
Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot
Is on the skull which thou hast made.
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