Fragment: Pater Omnipotens
Serene in his unconquerable might Endued[,] the Almighty King, his steadfast throne Encompassed unapproachably with power And darkness and deep solitude an awe Stood like a black cloud on some aery cliff Embosoming its lightning--in his sight Unnumbered glorious spirits trembling stood Like slaves before their Lord--prostrate around Heaven's multitudes hymned everlasting praise.
Percy Bysshe Shelley