His eyes
Make pictures when they close
He follows
Pure breezes where they blow
Earth and ocean seem to sleep
In one another's arms and dream
He does not fear this haunted keep
But swims the shimmery boundless stream
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His hands
Turn shadows into gold
Three wonders
The spirit wind unfolds
Comes the hour of his distress
When temptations do oppress
But each sin he does confess
Embraching now his unseen guest
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Here the wind will sigh and weep
And all the world is drowned in sleep
Yet his eyes do watch and keep
And the Spirit guides his feet
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He prays
The Lamb of God descends
He seeks
A kingdom without end
Shapes that haunt thought's wilderness
These are the world's rejected guests
Glass darkly shades the final rest
Still he will surely past this test
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