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Theology guy

I fled Him, down the nights and down the days;
I fled Him, down the arches of the years;
I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways
Of my own mind; and in the midst of tears
I hid from Him, and under running laughter.
Up vistaed hopes I sped;
And shot, precipitated,
Adown titanic glooms of chasmed fears,
From those strong Feet that followed, followed after,
But with unhurrying chase,
And unperturbed pace,
Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,
They beat—and a Voice beat
More instant than the Feet--
“All things betray thee, who betrayest Me
I pleaded, outlaw-wise,
By many a hearted casement, curtained red,
Trellised with inter-twining charities;
(For though I knew His love who followed,
Yet was I sore adread
Lest, having Him, I must have naught beside.)”
Stanzas 1-2a of The Hound of Heaven by Francis Thompson
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