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            Hatred, mockery, and reviling
            Scorched my seeking soul, defiling
That which should have been thy Temple, wherein thou shouldst move and dwell;
            Praying, striving, hoping, calling;
            Suffering, sorrowing in my falling,
Still I sought thee, groping blindly in the gloomy depths of hell.

            And I sought thee till I found thee;
            And the dark Powers all around me
Fled, and left me silent, peaceful, brooding o'er thy holy themes;
            From within me and without me
            Fled they when I ceased to doubt thee;
And I found thee in thy Glory, mighty Master of my dreams!

            Yea, I found thee, Spirit holy,
            Beautiful and pure and lowly;
Found thy Joy and Peace and Gladness; found thee in thy House of Rest;
            Found thy strength in Love and Meekness,
            And my pain and woe and weakness
Left me, and I walked the Pathway trodden only by the blest.