In this Poem we have a profound acknowledgment of the revealed Godhead in
its triune manifestations, though not expressed in ecclesiastical formula:
"Our dearest faith; our ghastliest doubt;
He, They, One, All; within, without;
The Power in darkness whom we guess."
This Power lives in our hearts. Eye hath not seen Him, nor is He to be
found "in world or sun," or by dissection of what has lived, or by process
of reasoning.
If ever his own faith faltered, and a voice said, "believe no more," the
reproving witness was within himself.
"A warmth within the breast would melt
The freezing reason's colder part,
And like a man in wrath the heart
Stood up and answer'd, I have felt."[86]