New Zealand Minstrelsy
That I’m in existence, I verily vow,
Though still 1’m unknown to the wide world around,
From heaven’s supernal, expanding concave,
To hell’s dark, infernal and soundless profound.
SocietyThough I am to all that’s angelic unknown,
With Christ, the great King, whom the Jews did despise,
A pilgrim, where’er he sojourn’d, I have trod
In poverty’s humblest, contemptuous guise.
Mark! when from the wing of the light’ning, you hear
The great resurrection proclaim’d;—then in state,
Spreading dread in a chariot of thunder I’ll ride,
Attending on Christ to the doom-giving seat:
Then woe to the righteous who hear not my fame,
The wicked are pardoned who give me a name!