I have kneeled before thee holy ones Unseeing with my mortal eyes The Flames of God that light the suns And spin a thousand galaxies
Seal not these eyes in final slumber Nor let the shades of death draw down Before my praises grief outnumber And I more conscious of thee have grown.
Poems Undated (1727)
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