Oh Happy Happy Land! Angels Like Rushes Stand About The Wells Of Light.' - 'Alas, I Have Not Eyes For This Fair Sight: Hold Fast My Hand.' - 'As In A Soft Wind, They Bend All One Blessed Way, Each Bowed In His Own Glory, Star With Star.' - 'I Cannot See So Far, Here Shadows Are.' - 'White-Winged The Cherubim, Yet Whiter Seraphim, Glow White With Intense Fire Of Love.' - 'Mine Eyes Are Dim: I Look In Vain Above, And Miss Their Hymn.' - 'Angels, Archangels Cry One To Other Ceaselessly (I Hear Them Sing) One "Holy, Holy, Holy" To Their King.' - 'I Do Not Hear Them, I.' - 'At One Side Paradise Is Curtained From The Rest, Made Green For Wearied Eyes; Much Softer Than The Breast Of Mother-Dove Clad In A Rainbow'S Dyes. 'All Precious Souls Are There Most Safe, Elect By Grace, All Tears Are Wiped For Ever From Their Face: Untired In Prayer They Wait And Praise Hidden For A Little Space. 'Boughs Of The Living Vine They Spread In Summer Shine Green Leaf With Leaf: Sap Of The Royal Vine It Stirs Like Wine In All Both Less And Chief. 'Sing To The Lord, All Spirits Of All Flesh, Sing; For He Hath Not Abhorred Our Low Estate Nor Scorn'D Our Offering: Shout To Our King.' - 'But Zion Said: My Lord Forgetteth Me. Lo, She Hath Made Her Bed In Dust; Forsaken Weepeth She Where Alien Rivers Swell The Sea. 'She Laid Her Body As The Ground, Her Tender Body As The Ground To Those Who Passed; Her Harpstrings Cannot Sound In A Strange Land; Discrowned She Sits, And Drunk With Woes.' - 'O Drunken Not With Wine, Whose Sins And Sorrows Have Fulfilled The Sum, - Be Not Afraid, Arise, Be No More Dumb; Arise, Shine, For Thy Light Is Come.' - 'Can These Bones Live?' - 'God Knows: The Prophet Saw Such Clothed With Flesh And Skin; A Wind Blew On Them And Life Entered In; They Shook And Rose. Hasten The Time, O Lord, Blot Out Their Sin, Let Life Begin.'