 | Later poems by John B. Tabb |  |
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FIAT LUX
“Give us this day our daily bread,” and light:For more to me, O Lord, than food is sight:
And I at noon have been
In twilight, where my fellow-men were seen
“As trees” that walked before me. E'en to-day
From time to time there falls upon my way
A feather of the darkness. But again
It passes; and amid the falling rain
Of tears, I lift, O Lord, mine eyes to Thee,
For, lo! I see!
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