What language shall I borrow
to praise thee Heavenly Friend in this thy endless sorrow thy pity without end?
Death's pallor now come o'er thee the glow of life decays yet Hosts of Heaven adore thee and I tremble as they gaze
-Bernard of Clarivaux
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yEtchingsThree Chords and the Truthno.112012Z19293762012periodical issue 2012