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ALONE IN THE DARK.
She has taken out the candle,
She has left me in the dark;
From the window not a glimmer,
From the fireplace not a spark.
She has left me in the dark;
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From the fireplace not a spark.
I am frightened as I'm lying
All alone here in my bed,
And I've wrapped the clothes as closely
As I can around my head.
All alone here in my bed,
And I've wrapped the clothes as closely
As I can around my head.
There are birds out on the bushes,
In the meadow lies the lamb,
How I wonder if they're ever
Half as frightened as I am;
In the meadow lies the lamb,
How I wonder if they're ever
Half as frightened as I am;
If they shake like me, and shiver
When they happen to awake,
With the dark sky all around them
Ere the day begins to break.
When they happen to awake,
With the dark sky all around them
Ere the day begins to break.
But what is it makes me tremble?
And why should I fear the gloom?
I am certain there is nothing
In the corners of the room.
And why should I fear the gloom?
I am certain there is nothing
In the corners of the room.
When the candle burned so brightly,
I could see them every one,
Are they changed to something fearful,
Only just because it's gone?
I could see them every one,
Are they changed to something fearful,
Only just because it's gone?
Though I speak, and no one answers,
In the quiet of the night,
Though I look, and through the blackness
Cannot see one gleam of light;
In the quiet of the night,
Though I look, and through the blackness
Cannot see one gleam of light;
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Still I know there's One Who seeth,
In the night as in the day,
For to Him the darkness dreary,
Is as bright as noontide ray.
In the night as in the day,
For to Him the darkness dreary,
Is as bright as noontide ray.
And perhaps while I am trying
How my foolish face to hide,
There is one of His good angels
Standing watching at my side.
How my foolish face to hide,
There is one of His good angels
Standing watching at my side.
Then I'll turn and sleep more soundly,
When one little prayer I've prayed,
For there's nothing in the darkness,
That should make a child afraid.
When one little prayer I've prayed,
For there's nothing in the darkness,
That should make a child afraid.
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