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ALMIGHTY LOVE

Out of the blackness of night springs the glory of morn,
Out of the deeps of sorrow shall joy emerge.
From the trouble of tears is the rainbow of beauty born
To span the track of the tempest from verge to verge.
Look up to the splendor of God, O ye mourners of earth,
To the promise of faith, to the Hope that shall not fail,
For death is no longer death, but a glorious birth,
And over despair and darkness shall Love prevail.
Yea, the glory is thine, O Love that never forsakes!
Almighty Love, Thy touch doth the grave destroy,
And the prisoned soul from its chrysalis dim outbreaks.
And heavenward floats in a rapture of light and joy!