THE ALTAR OF THE RIGHTEOUSNESS
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And a God grew man to endure as a man and abide
The doom of the will of the Lord of the loud world's
tide,
Whom thunders utter, and tempest and darkness hide,
With larger light than flamed from the peak whereon
Prometheus, bound as the sun to the world's wheel,
shone,
A presence passed and abode but on earth a span,
And love's own light as a river before him ran,
And the name of God for awhile upon earth was man.
O star that wast not and wast for the world a sun,
O light that was quenched of priests, and its work
undone,
O Word that wast not as man's or as God's, if God
Be Lord but of hosts whose tread was as death's that
trod
On souls that felt but his wrath as an unseen rod,
