Deeply dark God's secret dwells,
Vainly Saint and Psalmist sing;—
All the heavens, all the hells,
Are of Man's imagining.
Man, who walks in unknown ways,
Blind beneath the singing skies;
Man, who sucks the dug-drawn days
Dry of Demons, Deities.
Vainly Saint and Psalmist sing;—
All the heavens, all the hells,
Are of Man's imagining.
Man, who walks in unknown ways,
Blind beneath the singing skies;
Man, who sucks the dug-drawn days
Dry of Demons, Deities.
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