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My Faith is larger than the
Hills –
So when the Hills decay –
My Faith must take the
Purple Wheel
To show the Sun the way –

⁺′Tis first He steps opon the
Vane –
And then – opon the Hill –
And then abroad the
World He go
To do His Golden Will –

And if His Yellow feet should
miss –
The ⁺Bird would not arise –
The Flowers would ⁺slumber on
their Stems –
No Bells have Paradise –

How dare I, therefore, stint
a faith
On which so vast depends –
Lest ⁺Firmament should fail
for me –
The Rivet in the Bands

+ You see + Day + sleep opon –
+Universe – Deity –

Rests at Night

The Sun from shining,

Nature – and some Men –

Rest at Noon – Some Men –

While Nature

And the Sun – go on –

September 21, 2022

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