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THE LIGHT OF CHRIST'S FACE
Behold how glorious! Behold
The light of Christ's face; and such light!
The Moslem, Buddhist, as of old,
Gropes helpless on in hopeless night.
But lo, where Christ comes, crowned with flame,
Ten thousand triumphs in Christ's name.
The light of Christ's face; and such light!
The Moslem, Buddhist, as of old,
Gropes helpless on in hopeless night.
But lo, where Christ comes, crowned with flame,
Ten thousand triumphs in Christ's name.
Elijah's chariot of fire
Chained lightnings harnessed to his car!
Jove's thunders bridled by a wire—
Call unto nations “here we are!”
Lo! all the world one sea of light,
Save where the Paynim walks in night.
Chained lightnings harnessed to his car!
Jove's thunders bridled by a wire—
Call unto nations “here we are!”
Lo! all the world one sea of light,
Save where the Paynim walks in night.
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