"Creature all grandeur, son of truth and light,
Up from the dust! the last great day is bright;
Bright on the holy mountain, round the throne,--
Bright where, in borrowed light, the far stars shone.
Look down! the depths are bright! and hear them cry,
'Light! light!' Look up! 't is rushing down from high
Regions on regions, far away they shine:
'T is light ineffable, 't is light divine!
'Immortal light, and life forevermore!'
Off through the deeps is heard from shore to shore,
Of rolling worlds,--'Man, wake thee from the sod,--
Wake thee from death,--awake!--and live with God!'"
