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6. Storm Lights
Midst darkness the lightnings flash,
Heralded by deep-toned roar,
Heaven's swift sparkling fire lash,
By the darkened hill and moor,
Glory's streaming light,
Glory's deep toned might,
Every echo rebounding,
Each brightened cloud resounding;
Glory of light.
Heralded by deep-toned roar,
Heaven's swift sparkling fire lash,
By the darkened hill and moor,
Glory's streaming light,
Glory's deep toned might,
Every echo rebounding,
Each brightened cloud resounding;
Glory of light.
"By darkness let there be light,"
Commanded the mighty voice,
"Casting away death and night,
That my children may rejoice."
Thrill lights swiftly flow,
Cast from Heaven's bow;
Every echo commanding,
Midst darkness, light demanding,
Power of light.
Commanded the mighty voice,
"Casting away death and night,
That my children may rejoice."
Thrill lights swiftly flow,
Cast from Heaven's bow;
Every echo commanding,
Midst darkness, light demanding,
Power of light.
Appalling storms of love flow,
The flashing lightnings reveal,
Midst the storm's loud crashing blow,
Midst the thunder's loud toned peal,
Mines of mighty store,
Strewn upon earth's floor,
To obey the child's command,
Swift following the child's hand,
Darkness to light.
The flashing lightnings reveal,
Midst the storm's loud crashing blow,
Midst the thunder's loud toned peal,
Mines of mighty store,
Strewn upon earth's floor,
To obey the child's command,
Swift following the child's hand,
Darkness to light.
The electric wires will go
To each home in every land:
The command will swiftly flow,
Sent from an infant child's hand,
The wheels will then turn,
The lamps will then burn,
The mighty storm's strife power,
Will then kneel to duty's hour,
By the storm's light.
To each home in every land:
The command will swiftly flow,
Sent from an infant child's hand,
The wheels will then turn,
The lamps will then burn,
The mighty storm's strife power,
Will then kneel to duty's hour,
By the storm's light.
By the lightnings sparkling gift,
The world heeds a child's command,
A child the mighty reins lift,
By soft cunning touch of hand:
The wheels are turning,
The lamps are burning,
An infant child bids them "come."
To bless and light the way home,
Blessings of light.
The world heeds a child's command,
A child the mighty reins lift,
By soft cunning touch of hand:
The wheels are turning,
The lamps are burning,
An infant child bids them "come."
To bless and light the way home,
Blessings of light.
The hearts of the seas quiver,
The wings of the lightning hasten,
The child's message deliver,
Bidding the mother "listen,"
Love and light flow,
Sent from Heaven's bow,
Remembering her child dove,
Guiding the fountain of love,
By Heaven's light.
The wings of the lightning hasten,
The child's message deliver,
Bidding the mother "listen,"
Love and light flow,
Sent from Heaven's bow,
Remembering her child dove,
Guiding the fountain of love,
By Heaven's light.
Wagoner Record, December 6, 1895, 4:1.
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