Two aspects
I cannot fight
One for the day
And one for the night.
One for the world
Both for One God.
Both aspects certainly gaze on his love.
As the day fall\'s and night finds its way,
Another aspect comes to play...
Work with the hands,
Scribe with the pen,
Fruits of labour
Glory
All glory
To-Him.
Who can do anything?
A fool,
I am told-
The meek hear the story.
Bring out the gold.