“Cross over to the isles and see…if there has ever been anything like this!”
how did you come to stay this place?
our want, our turning, seeking face.
how yearn you here our struggle taste,
its edge to risk, our learning wake.
how under this your star-dome wait,
day span hold us, loving take?
strand to walk for kin-dom’s sake,
Maranatha, fasten pray.