The South Transept: The Epistle and Gospel VIII

Sweetly by mysteries are we wrapt around,
Th' Epiphany's bright star is o'er the plain,
Mountain, and sea, where Jesus' steps are found,
Coming to sojourn with the heirs of pain,
And draw true hearts to Him with unseen chain.
Now she in sterner warnings points to where,
In judgment and in glory He again,
Beyond the twilight of this silent air,
'Mid th' everlasting hills His chariot doth prepare.