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Isaac Watts - The Incomprehensible
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  FAR in the Heavens my God retires:	
    My God, the mark of my desires,	
    And hides his lovely face;	
  When he descends within my view,	
  He charms my reason to pursue,	        
But leaves it tir’d and fainting in th’ unequal chase.	
 
    Or if I reach unusual height	
    Till near his presence brought,	
  There floods of glory check my flight,	
  Cramp the bold pinions of my wit,	       
    And all untune my thought;	
  Plunged in a sea of light I roll,	
  Where wisdom, justice, mercy, shines;	
  Infinite rays in crossing lines	
Beat thick confusion on my sight, and overwhelm my soul.…	       
     Great God! behold my reason lies	
  Adoring: yet my love would rise	
    On pinions not her own:	
  Faith shall direct her humble flight,	
  Through all the trackless seas of light,	
To Thee, th’ Eternal Fair, the infinite Unknown.
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