Beauty, and wealth, fame, dignity, and might,
A victor army dress'd in splendid show,
A throne and rev'rent crowds around that bow,—
Say, what is all that dazzles human sight,
Compar'd with glories, which in thee, God's Son,
My eyes shall see while endless years roll on?
81. MAN WITHOUT REVELATION. [(notes)]
Poor man without God's heav'nly glorious light
By ev'ry lie is cheated to his woe,—