XLVI
DEO GRATIAS
There is drought and there is weariness; but so long as
we go forward, it is well.
Gratias Agimus
The place of Thy peace is the place of a perfect light.
We have thank'd Thee, O Lord, in the night
For the night and the splendid day:
It is meet in the depth of the darkness and meet on the shining height.
But oh for that place of Thy peace,
For the glory which does not cease
And the star which fades not away.
Grant, at the end of all, we may give Thee our thanks as we enter
The palace of perfect union which shines in Thy light at the centre.
Et nox sicut dies illuminabitur.
