Thine Inward Light Impart

a sylvan holt:

unseen 'mid dusky velvet shade,

dapples of jade

appear when morning's hands light on the bolt;

myrrh, flaxen, falls in tressed cascade.

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hallowing, heard,

I, yielding heart afresh to Thee,

I, toiling, see

embedded riches gleaming from Thy Word:

Thine ardent answer to my plea.

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sounding out the wonder

of how the Holy Spirit makes

perspicuous the Word of God

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also tucked inside are allusions

to Song of Songs 5:5 and to the last phrase

of George Herbert's poem, "Prayer (I)"

titled from "Christ, Whose Glory Fills The Skies"