A Spirit Passed Before Me [From Job]
A spirit passed before me: I beheld
The face of immortality unveiled
Deep
sleep came down on every eye save mine
And
there it stood,all
formlessbut
divine:
Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake;
And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake:
'Is man more just than God? Is man more pure
Than He who deems even Seraphs insecure?
Creatures of clayvain
dwellers in the dust!
The moth survives you, and are ye more just?
Things of a day! you wither ere the night,
Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted light!'
The face of immortality unveiled
Deep
sleep came down on every eye save mine
And
there it stood,all
formlessbut
divine:
Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake;
And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake:
'Is man more just than God? Is man more pure
Than He who deems even Seraphs insecure?
Creatures of clayvain
dwellers in the dust!
The moth survives you, and are ye more just?
Things of a day! you wither ere the night,
Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted light!'