The muse which upon men falls
To make a feat out of the unknown,
Pressed upon the thoughts like a seal
Steered towards a matter so daring,
Leaves nothing but an impression
Of a hand being guided by the invisibles,
Which only like-minds could behold
In its purest form --though abstract,--
And with a blessed tears unfeigned
Greet its impeccable uniqueness;

How in manifold ways God manifests
His sovereignty in the sons of men,
Giving...