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The
Gates of Time and Other Poems
by
Frederick George Scott
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HYMN
OF HUMANITY
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Now
to the Monarch, eternal, immortal, invisible,
Now to the wise God be honour and glory for ever;
We who breathe breath for a moment and pass to Infinity
Fall at Thy feet in the darkness and offer Thee
worship.
Whirlwinds of passion have caught us and swept
us on helplessly,
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Rebels
in heart have we been who were made in Thine image;
Pity us victims of force that was fiercely untameable
Casting us back in the slime that our souls had
emerged from.
Pity us, God, little atoms adrift on immensity.
Now and anon we are dazzled with gleams of the
sunrise,
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Now
and anon we are lost in the billowy vastnesses,
Pity us, Thou who hast moulded our life out of nothing.
Kiss with Thy lightnings, Supreme One, the earth
in her motherhood;
Fill her and fill us with flames of Thine infinite
splendour.
Cast off the robes that conceal Thee; appear in
Thy majesty;
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the sky-veil from Thy face; make us blind with Thy
beauty.
Humbly we render Thee homage who madest us infinite,
Giving us wings of the Spirit to mount to Thy
presence.
Now to the Monarch, eternal, immortal, invisible,
Honour and glory and worship for ever and ever.
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