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 Where Love and Conscience a lore not of earth Impart to Wisdom, child of heavenly birth. O Thou unknown, inscrutable Divine! I deem that I am Thine, and Thou art mine! And though I may not gaze into Thy face, I feel that all are clasped in Thine embrace. The Christ is with us, and He points to Thee: When we have grown into Him we shall see; Behold the Father in the perfect Son, And feel, with Him, Thy holy will be done!