Would dim with rich effulgence, their great light.
The Sun of Justice He, the Moon of night
That had for ages settled o’er the earth.
He told of wonders that the King would do
Before He mounted to His mighty throne.
He told of love surpassing every love
That earth had seen, and of His Kingdom wide;
Till all on fire Fidus hung’red to see
The King Himself, and worship at His throne.
“A Roman though I am,” he oft would cry,