And no more is God a Stranger:
He comes as Common Man at home with cart and crookèd yoke.
As the shadow of a cedar
To a traveler in gray Kedar
Will be the kingdom of His love, the kingdom without end.
Tongue and ages may disclaim Him,
Yet the Heaven of heavens will name Him
Lord of prophets, Light of nations, elder Brother, tender Friend.
Edwin Markham in Lincoln and Other Poems
By permission