I am one of these dumb wise men

So I've much ado to know myself



I don't know how to get clear

with all the depths I owe

Thru the hour-glass they flow

I don't know the free and offered light

The lighting of my being is as bright



If I break the day, what would I gain?

To hold a candle lighting shame?

I desire no delight, no more delight

All knowledge is now burning in my eyes



You promise me blush life

I stand for sacrifice

I wish You all the joy that You can wish

Spirits dull at night

I think You are denied

The light we see is burning in my eyes



I don't show teeth in way of smile

I only see the hour-glass how it runs

By yonder-moon I swear You do me wrong

With my own hands I strike You honour down