All Saints

They burned–and long ago

and somehow here below

the fire-sparks of ancient glow

still reach us; glories of their greatest throw

of faith; the settled trust to know

that nothing’s lost if it would show

that all they have and all they know

is nothing worth, and they would throw

it all away to seek that holy glow

of day, the Truth made flesh to all below

who follow Him who died, so long ago.

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