To know the inscrutable
This is where my heart
To know Him near and wholly mine
This piece of clay the great Divine.
An awesome task with shudder
To with miry
Hands raise diamonds to
Sun, while mucking there the glassy
Cuts might make such brilliance brassy.
It is with trepidation
Men find station with
Before His word they groping ask
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