[86 words]
Who Thou art I know not,
But this much I know;
Thou has set the Pleiades
In a silver row;
Thou has sent the trackless winds
Loose upon their way;
Thou has reared a colored wall
Twixt the night and day;
Thou has made the flowers to bloom
And the stars to shine;
Hid rare gems of richest ore
In the tunneled mine;
But chief of all Thy wondrous works,
Supreme of all Thy plan,
Thou has put an upward reach
In the heart of man.
Harry Kemp
1948