One Hundred Holy Songs, Carols, and Sacred Ballads Original, and suitable for music [by Jean Ingelow] |
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[When the ardent sun rides high]
“He made the stars also.”
When the ardent sun rides high,
Then the uncorrupt pure blue
Shows itself a worldless sky;
Children, thus it shows to you.
Then the uncorrupt pure blue
Shows itself a worldless sky;
Children, thus it shows to you.
When the sun withdraws his light,
Lo! the stars of God are there;
Present hosts unseen till night—
Matchless, countless, silent, fair.
Lo! the stars of God are there;
Present hosts unseen till night—
Matchless, countless, silent, fair.
Children, oft when joy shines clear
Lost is hold of hope divine;
Then the night of grief draws near,
And God's countless comforts shine.
Lost is hold of hope divine;
Then the night of grief draws near,
And God's countless comforts shine.
As its darkness deep outbars
All things else they start to view;
Mercies, countless as the stars—
Matchless, changeless, perfect, true.
All things else they start to view;
Mercies, countless as the stars—
Matchless, changeless, perfect, true.
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