He who knows all things knows not now
Whither He came, or why, or how.
He who sees all things can but see
A dim and clear Maternity:
Whose mortal mouth alone can teach
Omniloquence its human speech.
But, as from those soft wandering hands,
A universal grace expands.
His blood, in motion regular,
Decrees the course of sun and star.
Creation, leaning o’er the Child,
Beholds its image undefiled.
And His fine breath, in sweet recall,
Draws all things to the heart of all.
(Charles Walter Stansby Williams)
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