At morn the wise man walked abroad, 
 Proud with the learning of great fools.
He laughed and said, `There is no God ?
 `Tis force creates, `tis reason rules.?

Meek with the wisdom of great faith, 
 At night he knelt while angels smiled, 
And wept and cried with anguished breath, 
 `Jehovah, God, save Thou my child.?