Selections from the prelude to In Memoriam by Alfred Lord Tennyson:
Strong Son of God, immortal Love,
Whom we, that have not seen thy face,
By faith, and faith alone, embrace,
Believing where we cannot prove.
Our little systems have their day;
They have their day and cease to be:
They are but broken lights of thee,
And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Source: A Poet for 'Bruised Evangelicals' profiling Malcolm Guite.