The bustling business in this world of souls Chained to the past and all past goals, Unable to move in the surging stream Where even those of godly nature seem Attired in the robes of ignorance Or landed dazed upon this earth by chance. Yet the Light of Lights has truly come Upon this vibrant green crystalled dome. Some may see the darkness of our days, I kneel before Thee in my house of praise.
Poems Undated (1727)
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