If thou could`st empty all thyself of self |
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If thou could`st empty all thyself of self
If thou could`st empty all thyself of self, Like to a shell dishabited, Then might He find thee on the ocean shelf, And say, `This is not dead`, And fill thee with Himself instead.
But thou art all replete with very thou And hast such shrewd activity, That when He comes, He says, `This is enow Unto itself - `twere better let it be, It is so small and full, there is no room for me.` |