From us to where He reigns;—as known to Him alone.150
Our breathings rise on wings of true sincerity,
The offerings of our hearts to all eternity.
We then receive rewards for those poor words of praise,
In tenfold showers of mercy from th’ Ancient of Days.
And we are still constrained to utter songs of thanks,
That man should so be raised above th’ angelic ranks.
This rising and descending alternates for aye.
The Lord forbid that I should fail therein one day!
We’re drawn, we are attracted, so to love the Lord;