Friday, February 22, 2013

Creation Came

Oh, Your soul is made of beauty
As my soul is made of sin;
It is my only duty
To look on You again.
There I shall see Your wonder
In the ocean's amber waves,
The rolling roar of thunder
Taking the stardust slaves.
Students we are of glory,
Pupils of passion's games;
You wrote Creation's story
In the fire and the flame.

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