There’s nothing bright above, below,
From flowers that bloom to stars that glow,
But in the light my soul can see
Some feature of the Deity.
There’s nothing dark below, above,
But in its gloom I trace God’s love,
And meekly wait that moment when
His truth shall turn all bright again.
—Thomas Moore.
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