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214 FABER'S HYMNS. |
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But we never named what we most feared;
It was only understood; And we lived on an unspoken faith
That somehow God was good.
Yes ! God was good : on that one thought The whole day we were leaning:
Yet we dared not put it into words, Lest it should lose its meaning.
Of many things, of many wants,
We had to be reminded: We felt our way about the house
Like men that had been blinded.
We scarce breathed anything but grief:
We almost held our breath : We were inwardly unmanned and numbed
With the looking out for death.
Each told to each what each well knew,
Each told it o'er and o'er : Questions we asked which we ourselves
Had answered just before.
From its intensity of aim
Our own life aimless seemed: The very stern reality
Made us almost think we dreamed. |
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