Voice of the thunder !
Light of the levin !
I worship
and wonder,
O maker of Heaven
!
The night falls asunder ;
The darkness is riven !
Light, O eternal !
Life, O diurnal
!
Love, O withdrawn
!
Heart of my May, spring
Far to Thy dawn !
God of the dayspring
!
Sun on the lawn
!
Hail to Thy splendour,
Holy, I cry !
Mary shall bend her
Face from the sky.
Subtle and tender—
Then I can die !
Tannhauser.
The simple love of life and gladness there !
Merely
to be, and worship
at the heart.
How complex, the machinery of me !
Better
? I doubt it.
Hark
! he tunes
again.
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