"It is sown in dishonour; it is raised in glory:it is sown in weakness; it is raised in power. It is sown a natural body; it is raised a spiritual body.”

FRAGMENT
O little bulb, uncouth, ragged and rusty brown.
Have you some dew of youth? a crimson gown?
"Plant me and see what I shall be:_
God’s fine surprise before your eyes!"

O fuzzy ugliness, poor helpless, crawling worm,
Can any loveliness be in that sluggish form?
"Hide me and see what I shall be:_
God’s bright surprise before your eyes!"

O body wearing out, a crumbling house of clay!
O agony of doubt, and darkness and dismay!
"Trust God and see what I shall be,
His best surprise before your eyes!"