And Thou the next! yet equal! Thou, by whom That blessing was convey'd; far more! was bought; Ineffable the price! by whom all worlds Were made; and one redeem'd! illustrious Light From Light illustrious! Thou, whose regal power, Finite in time, but infinite in space, On more than adamantine basis fix'd, O'er more, far more, than diadems, and thrones, Inviolably reigns; the dread of gods! 2270 And oh! the friend of man! beneath whose foot, And by the mandate of whose awful nod, All regions, revolutions, fortunes, fates, Of high, of low, of mind, and matter, roll Through the short channels of expiring time, Or shoreless ocean of eternity, Calm, or tempestuous (as thy Spirit breathes), In absolute subjection!--And, O Thou The glorious Third! distinct, not separate! Beaming from both! with both incorporate; 2280 And (strange to tell!) incorporate with dust! 2281 By condescension, as Thy glory, great, Enshrined in man! Of human hearts, if pure, Divine inhabitant! The tie divine Of heaven with distant earth! by whom, I trust (If not inspired), uncensured this address To Thee, to Them--to whom?--Mysterious Power! Reveal'd--yet unreveal'd! darkness in light; Number in unity! our joy! our dread! The triple bolt that lays all wrong in ruin! 2290 That animates all right, the triple sun! Sun of the soul! her never-setting sun! Triune, unutterable, unconceived, Absconding, yet demonstrable, Great God! Greater than greatest! better than the best! Kinder than kindest! with soft pity's eye, Or (stronger still to speak it) with Thine own, From Thy bright home, from that high firmament, Where Thou, from all eternity, hast dwelt; Beyond archangels' unassisted ken; 2300 From far above what mortals highest call; From elevation's pinnacle; look down, Through--what? Confounding interval! through all And more than labouring Fancy can conceive; Through radiant ranks of essences unknown; Through hierarchies from hierarchies detach'd Round various banners of Omnipotence, With endless change of rapturous duties fired; Through wondrous being's interposing swarms, All clustering at the call, to dwell in Thee; 2310 Through this wide waste of worlds! this vista vast, All sanded o'er with suns; suns turn'd to night Before thy feeblest beam--Look down--down--down, On a poor breathing particle in dust, Or, lower, an immortal in his crimes. 2315 His crimes forgive! forgive his virtues, too! Those smaller faults, half converts to the right. Nor let me close these eyes, which never more May see the sun (though night's descending scale Now weighs up morn), unpitied, and unblest! In Thy displeasure dwells eternal pain; Pain, our aversion; pain, which strikes me now;