He showeth him, we know not of,
So filled with beauty and of love,
His starry eyes, in glad surprise,
Behold the wonders of the skies.
So filled with beauty and of love,
His starry eyes, in glad surprise,
Behold the wonders of the skies.
An awe upon us slowly steals,
As God His love to him reveals;
We cannot fathom yet his joy,
So stained are we with earth's alloy.
As God His love to him reveals;
We cannot fathom yet his joy,
So stained are we with earth's alloy.
We give him up with far less pain,
Knowing it is his greater gain,
For never eyes could wear such glow
Whom He did not anoint, we know.
Knowing it is his greater gain,
For never eyes could wear such glow
Whom He did not anoint, we know.
Now gently close each dainty lid—
That glimpse of heaven must be hid,
Until we lie, as baby lies,
Safe at home, in glad surprise.
That glimpse of heaven must be hid,
Until we lie, as baby lies,
Safe at home, in glad surprise.
True Beauty.
A glimpse of the soul through earnest eyes,
A face bright with joy and love's surprise;
A strength of purpose showing through
Each carven line, with kindness true.
A face bright with joy and love's surprise;
A strength of purpose showing through
Each carven line, with kindness true.
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