Dinah Maria Mulock Craik - A Question II lyrics

Soul, dwelling oft in God's infinitude, And sometimes seeming no more part of me-- This me, worms' heritage--than that sun can be Part of the earth he has with warmth imbued,-- Whence camest thou? whither goest thou? I, subdued With awe of mine own being--thus sit still, Dumb, on the summit of this lonely hill, Whose dry November-gra**es dew-bestrewed Mirror a million suns--That sun, so bright, Pa**es, as thou must pa**, Soul, into night: Art thou afraid, who solitary hast trod A path I know not, from a source to a bourne, Both which I know not? fear'st thou to return Alone, even as thou camest, alone, to God?