THE RECONCILER.
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To lean on aught but that which it may see:
So hath it crowded up these Courts below
With dark and broken images of Thee;
Lead Thou us forth upon Thy Mount, and show
Thy goodly patterns, whence these things of old
By Thee were fashioned; Cue though manifold
Glass Thou thy perfect likeness in the soul,
Show us Thy countenance, and we are whole!
So hath it crowded up these Courts below
With dark and broken images of Thee;
Lead Thou us forth upon Thy Mount, and show
Thy goodly patterns, whence these things of old
By Thee were fashioned; Cue though manifold
Glass Thou thy perfect likeness in the soul,
Show us Thy countenance, and we are whole!
