ve my hands,

    And to untrodden fields assign my feet.

    joy is t heard,

    une ts

    Ere t to the wind?

    My  longs for ,

    And unto t

    I .

    Oempt me not h glory possessed,

    And seek not to comfort me h your dream or mine,

    For all t I am, and all t th,

    And all t set my soul.

    Oh my soul,

    Silent is thy face,

    And in t are sleeping.

    But terrible is thy silence,

    And t terrible.

    third God

    Brothers,

    the singer.

    Sured face.

    Pantle steps

    tling vine and fern.

    And now amid  cries

    he gazes full on her.

    Ohers,

    Is it some other god in passion

    and we?

    unbridled star ray?

    keepet from morning?

    And whose hand is upon our world?

    First God

    Oh my soul, my soul,

    t girdles me,

    hy course.

    And unto  thy eagerness?

    Oeless soul,

    In t upon thyself,

    And ears t quenc;

    For nig o thy cup,

    And t.

    Oh my soul, my soul,

    th desire,

    o fill thy sail,

    And w ide shy rudder?

    eighy wings would spread,

    But t above thee,

    And till sea mocks at ty.

    And w hee and me?

    sing of he heavens,

    t shee?

    Does te

    Bear thy Redeemer,

    One mighy vision

    ivity?

    Second God

    unate cry,

    And t,

    For deaf is te,

    And he sky.

    e are t high,

    And b