Oh that I knew how all thy lights combine, <br />And the configurations of their glory! <br />Seeing not only how each verse doth shine, <br />But all the constellations of the story. <br />This verse marks that, and both do make a motion <br />Unto a third, that ten leaves off doth lie: <br />Then as dispersed herbs do watch a poition, <br />These three make up some Christian's destiny: <br />Such are thy secrets, which my life makes good, <br />And comments on thee: for in ev'ry thing <br />Thy words do find me out, and parallels bring, <br />And in another make me understood. <br />Stars are poor books, and oftentimes do miss: <br />This book of stars lights to eternal bliss.<br /><br />George Herbert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-holy-scriptures-ii/
