O great heart of God, 
Once vague and lost to me, 
Why do I throb with your throb to-night, 
In this land, eternity? 
O little heart of God, 
Sweet intruding stranger, 
You are laughing in my human breast, 
A Christ-child in a manger. 
Heart, dear heart of God, 
Beside you now I kneel, 
Strong heart of faith. O heart not mine, 
Where God has set His seal. 
Wild thundering heart of God 
Out of my doubt I come, 
And my foolish feet with prophets' feet, 
March with the prophets' drum.                
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I would like to translate this poem
 
                    