If you've ever realy wondered; But never got around to ask...
"Let Knowledge Grow From More to More,
But More of Reverence in us Dwell"
Ring a bell?
Comes with a neck crane :)
If it doesn't, you probably never wondered, or ur eyes never
strayed over as you waited for something to "start..ba2a!"
Neways, here's where it comes from;
Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 1809-1892
Strong Son of God, immortal love,
Whom we, that have not seen Thy face,
By faith, and faith alone, embrace,
Believing where we cannot prove.
Thou wilt not leave us in the dust;
Thou madest man, he knows not why,
He thinks he was not made to die:
And Thou hast made him: Thou art just.
Thou seemest human and divine,
The highest, holiest manhood, Thou.
Our wills are ours, we know not how;
Ours wills are ours, to make them Thine.
Our little systems have their day;
They have their day and cease to be;
They are but broken lights of Thee,
And Thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Let knowledge grow from more to more,
But more of reverence in us dwell;
That mind and soul, according well,
May make one music as before.
I always wondered, and STILL do..
"tab ya3ni... why this one.."
There's alot more to it now i guess, bas still..
Neways was REAALy glad i came accross it, thought you might
like :)
