See the depths without charts, a map so oblique
Too grand for human brains to grasp
The celestial atlas is too deep for our impertinent curiosity
There are deeps into which we cannot peer,
A telescope will but show the mere corners of the starry world
Job, so apt the cogitation forced by enquiry
"Canst thou by searching find out God?
canst thou find out the Almighty unto perfection? "
A sovereign character gave birth to the elements
not a fickle frame, I dare not describe
There is no bang or second cause without a first cause
All discoveries are a forced on us by mercy
Thou canst not know thy world except by the lenses of that expression in Colossian 1; 17
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