Greater than all art sublime— The soul's propriety and grace, When we with wisdom show our face And spare our words from empty time.
When steps are purposeful and true, And silence dwells within the breast, When conscience leads us on our quest, Not desires' wild, chaotic crew.
When we have strength to pause and stay, And boldly tell the Lord: "Forgive!" When we decide our hearts to give Anew, and turn from our old way.
When skilled in faith and love we stand, Not tempted by the devil's ruse. Greater than all art's grand use— A novel written by our hand.
