God's finger touched him, and he slept.
Like glimpses of forgotten dreams.
Be near me when my light is low... And all the wheels of being slow.
Strong Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove.
We are all a part of every person we have ever met.
Nature, so far as in her lies, imitates God.