With all the Joy our little Soul beholds
We may now wish that Love will then fulfil
In pain we stand and pray for the Untold
To be re-told again in prosperous Praise and Still
We may thus strive to foster the Unheard
To make them heard again and long remained in Truth
Which lies within the Wisdom of each Word
That holds back the dull Mirror of the Youth
And yet, to Thee, our Universe arise
To rumble through the Kingdom of the Wise
And break away the chains that hold it back
Thy Power shall become our greatest Might
In Awe, my Lord, we pray to Thee at Night
To give us all the Things we used to lack.
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Published on e-Stories.org on 11/21/2011.
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