Will the child I might lose, in the profoundest
time I pass, In hope
Still adorn His highest Kingdom? Bless?
Watch men, down here pass by
In life, Some on another road!
I, with Sophia, God.

Will his ethereal spirit adorn
The heavenly King, never having sinned?
Or will this babe not having lived in this world
Statutorily worship Him, in a different way
As before the dawn?