“62: O SON OF MAN! Many a day hath passed over thee whilst thou…”
O SON OF MAN! Many a day hath passed over thee whilst thou
hast busied thyself with thy fancies and idle imaginings.
How long art thou to slumber on thy bed?
Lift up thy head from slumber, for the Sun hath
risen to the zenith, haply it may shine upon thee
with the light of beauty.