Almighty, hear my soul
Peace alludes this mortal realm
Shall the flame of mortal love be stilled
To only in thy presence dwell?
My son, here is wisdom
My doctrine shall drop as the rain
My speech shall distil as the dew
As the small rain upon the tender herb
And as the showers upon the grass.
Wilt thou listen?
A grateful nod to Deuteronomy 32:2 for wisdom.