God’s revelation, a closed bud-
until the Son come.
Now it is an open rose bud.
See the full blossom!

Behold, the most defined contrast.
Black skies! But bright Son!
Behold, the only wise God’s masked

Humanly abnormal Sunbeam
under the dark sun.
Eternal, immortal, unseen,
the Father’s own Son.

Mystery, Your Humanity
clothing Deity!
Immensity, capacity,
“Holy, holy, holy is He!”