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OF SILENCE

“BE it done unto me
According to Thy word. . . .”
Into Mortality
Slips the Eternal Word,
When not a sound is heard.
She spake those words, and then
Was silent in her heart;
Mother of Silence, when
Her will spake from her heart
Her lips had done their part.
And only once we hear
Her words that intercede;
Her will so sweetly clear
Those lips should intercede,
And help men in their need.
Out of her silence grew
The Word, and as a man
He neither cried nor knew
The strivings of a man,
When doom for Him began.
And after He had gone
From Earth to Heaven away,
He came and lingered on;
He would not pass away,
But with His people stay.

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Son of the Silent Maid,
He chose her silence too.
In dumbness He hath stayed,
Dumbness unbroken too,
Past measure—as night-dew.
O quiet, holy Host,
Our pondering Joy and Light,
In Thy still power engrossed,
As a mute star pleads light,
Thou pleadest, Infinite!