Chapter XIX: Song

Then did Nicholas Bly sing:

“I have lived, I have loved, I have died,
And my spirit has burned like a flame;
In the furnace of life my soul has been tried,
I have dwindled to ashes of shame.

I have glowed to the winds of my own desire,
I have flickered and flared and roared,
Through the endless night has flashed my delight
To declare my joy in the Lord.

For the Lord is life and I am His,
And His are my shame and my pride.
My song is His: my Lord sings this:
I have lived, I have loved, I have died.”