What I know I cannot see What I am I do not know What I love is hid in me What I shall be told long ago.
What I hear I can't reveal What I've seen I cannot say What I want is but to feel The force of the transforming ray.
What I have done is not complete When darkness in the heart abides, What ways I've trod with erring feet And yet the One in me resides!
From weakness our strengths are born Our greatest losses sum to gains When spirit wakes one golden morn Aware these are but earthly stains
And turns this clay to heaven-use, Our lives now wedded to the night Divorce from all that would refuse The leap from darkness into light.
Poems Undated (1727)
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