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a vision of the night.
through the 'wildering darkness sped
With eager flying feet—
And o'er the yawning chasms leapt
In haste the Lord to greet;
And in an ecstasy of joy
Fell weeping at His feet.
With eager flying feet—
And o'er the yawning chasms leapt
In haste the Lord to greet;
And in an ecstasy of joy
Fell weeping at His feet.
And woke, to find my pillow wet
With those glad joyous tears;
Awoke to all life's care and fret,
And the burden of the years;
Awoke to all the weary round
Of daily hopes and fears.
With those glad joyous tears;
Awoke to all life's care and fret,
And the burden of the years;
Awoke to all the weary round
Of daily hopes and fears.
Awoke to all the bitterness
A waking moment brings;
Awoke to all the sordidness
Of life and mundane things.
Would I had died when I beheld
Thy face, O King of Kings!
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My soul needs no interpreter
To make the vision clear.
When the stars shall fall, and the heavens melt,
And the Lord shall re-appear.
Faith will be "lost in sight," and then
"Love will cast out all fear."
A waking moment brings;
Awoke to all the sordidness
Of life and mundane things.
Would I had died when I beheld
Thy face, O King of Kings!
·····
My soul needs no interpreter
To make the vision clear.
When the stars shall fall, and the heavens melt,
And the Lord shall re-appear.
Faith will be "lost in sight," and then
"Love will cast out all fear."
