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16.

 

WORDS IN THE SEA-SAND

 

            I SAT and pondered in the bay,

                        Girt round with sand-cliff white and high,

            The brawling sea before me lay,

                        And o’er me hung the blinding sky.

 

            “How great am I! O GOD,” I said,

                        “So great that sky and land and sea

            And all things else that Thou hast made,

                        Might fitly have been made for me.

 

            “How little am I in Thine eyes!

                        No larger than a grain of sand,

            Who art so great that heaven lies

                        Within the hollow of Thine hand.

 

            “Since I am small to Thee,” I said,

                        “And all things else to me are small,

            Methinks I needs must have been made

                        To look to Thee, beyond them all.

 

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            “Else why have I the power to know,

                        To think and love, unless it be

            That through my learning I might grow,

                        And rise to purer heights with Thee?”

 

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