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various poets Songs of Exile (1901)

God's Glory filleth not the Holy Place
As once of old.
Surely the glory of the House is o'er;
Gone is the Presence, silent is the Voice;—
They who remember that which is no more,
Can they rejoice?
To him, so musing, sudden rapture came;
The axe fell from his trembling hand's control;
A fire leapt upward, and a burning flame
Woke in his soul.
His eyes had seen; his soul spoke; he had gazed
Upon one stone of that smooth marble plain:—
Lo! from its place it surely had been raised,
And set again.
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various poets Songs of Exile (1901)

The Angel of Death again approached unto him, Moses pronounced the tremendous Name, and the Angel fled; as it is said: "For I will proclaim the Name of the Lord."
Once more the Angel of Death drew nigh. Then thought Moses: "It may be that he cometh bid by Heaven, and that I must bow before the just decree. 'The Rock, His work is perfect.'"
The soul of Moses wrestled to go forth; and he restrained her, saying: "O my soul! what sayest thou? For the Angel of Death seeketh to gain dominion over thee."
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various poets Songs of Exile (1901)

Lay dumb with the hushing of lips, with a pausing eternity;
Till the life-giving voice should thrill, and the imminent call be heard,
A marvel, absorbing the sound of all spheres, the Ineffable Word;
Until God in His wonder of worlds, the Holy One, blessed be He,
Should set His creation athrob with the light and the life to be.
Lo! who could endure to stand on the terrible day when He came,
In a universe full of His voice, grown thundrous with sound of His Name?
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