“Work of the Father of Glory”
………. — “weork Wuldor-Faeder”
……………~ Cædmon, “Cædmon’s Hymn”
Ideals, those wonders that are perfect, come
From only one perfection. Like begets
Its like, its offspring, that proceeding from
The one and only source, appear in jets
Conceived of and conceived in glory. Light
Comes only from a source of brightness, not
From dark. The Father of All Glory, bright
As wonders wish, he only can allot
Creation of magnificents. And why
Is that? God lives forever up above
Mere energy and matter. God is high
And God is Three, eternal in their love.
The miracle is not creations or
Big facts. It soars. adore, adore, adore.