H E W N

Find the Weaver, Weaving
Find the Poet in his Poem
Seek to meet your Maker
As he carves you out of stone  

Foolish heart was darkened,
Foolish mind was dull,
Til the Son of God, arisen,            
Spoke, and speaking still

Clasps me round with gentle hands
With kindest words he says
My name, and with that whisper-  
All my life is His.