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GIVER OF LIGHT
Giver of light, the dark was on Thy soul;
Bringer of joy, great woe was at Thy breast;
Weary of limb, Thou giv'st Thy children rest;
Wounded and torn, Thou mak'st Thy children whole.
Gladness they know from Thy most bitter dole,
Food from Thy hunger, holiest drink and best
From thirst of Thine, Thou Love made manifest:
And from Thy crown of thorns their aureole.
Bringer of joy, great woe was at Thy breast;
Weary of limb, Thou giv'st Thy children rest;
Wounded and torn, Thou mak'st Thy children whole.
Gladness they know from Thy most bitter dole,
Food from Thy hunger, holiest drink and best
From thirst of Thine, Thou Love made manifest:
And from Thy crown of thorns their aureole.
O Lord our God, yet darkly do we see;
But still the blood-marked way where Thou didst tread
Shines with a radiance more than morning's red,
Or sunset's flush: and following after Thee
We seek the Resurrection of the dead,
And find the Life of all eternity.
But still the blood-marked way where Thou didst tread
Shines with a radiance more than morning's red,
Or sunset's flush: and following after Thee
We seek the Resurrection of the dead,
And find the Life of all eternity.
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