Shall learn to lose itself, that it be found
In that far, other life eternal crowned
‘Mid hero-saints whose prayers were ours in strife;
Humbly with thee, our dearest Lord before,
Veiled in the little, pale, and helpless round
Wherewith on earth he chooseth to be crowned,
We bend with love that yearneth to love more.
Fond children, at the Father’s feet we kneel,
Finding the love his Spirit doth reveal.