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BORROWED LIGHT.
'Tis night; and darkness as a pall
Enwraps the sable scene,
Nor doth one glimmering ray recall
Where sunshine late hath been.
Enwraps the sable scene,
Nor doth one glimmering ray recall
Where sunshine late hath been.
Until the moon 'neath yonder cloud
Shall bring a borrowed light,
And, piercing through the landscape's shroud,
Dispel the gloom of night.
Shall bring a borrowed light,
And, piercing through the landscape's shroud,
Dispel the gloom of night.
So 'tis in life; 'mid deepest woe,
Oft drawing nigh despair,
God-borrowed beams alone still show
That joy abideth there.
Oft drawing nigh despair,
God-borrowed beams alone still show
That joy abideth there.
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