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With this ambiguous earth
His dealings have been told us. These abide:
The signal to a maid, the human birth,
The lesson, and the young Man crucified.
But not a star of all
The innumerable host of stars has heard
How He administered this terrestrial ball.
Our race have kept their Lord's entrusted Word.
Of His earth-visiting feet / None knows the secret, cherished, perilous, / The terrible, shame fast, frightened, whispered, sweet, / Heart-shattering secret of His way with us.
No planet knows that this / Our wayside planet, carrying land and wave, / Love and life multiplied, and pain and bliss, / Bears, as chief treasure, one forsaken grave.
Nor, in our little day, / May His devices with the heavens be guessed, / His pilgrimage to thread the Milky Way, / Or His bestowals there be manifest.
But, in the eternities, / Doubtless we shall compare together, hear / A million alien Gospels, in what guise / He trod the Pleiades, the Lyre, the Bear.
O, be prepared, my soul! / To read the inconceivable, to scan / The million forms of God those stars unroll / When, in our turn, we show to them a Man.