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Where is God?
WHERE IS GOD?
I cannot think upon the life hereafter,
And see the Father, throned in majesty,
I cannot make the image of His presence,
Nor shape the thought of blessedness to be.
And see the Father, throned in majesty,
I cannot make the image of His presence,
Nor shape the thought of blessedness to be.
I cannot think of souls in sorrow lying
For error here to suffer still for aye,
While brothers, kindred, friends, in spheres' celestial,
As happy spirits rest beyond the sky.
For error here to suffer still for aye,
While brothers, kindred, friends, in spheres' celestial,
As happy spirits rest beyond the sky.
Nor can I picture God! I cannot fathom
The mystery, the nature of His power,
Whose laws sublime, the universe controlling,
Rule suns and worlds and systems hour by hour.
The mystery, the nature of His power,
Whose laws sublime, the universe controlling,
Rule suns and worlds and systems hour by hour.
But I can see His work in every flower,
In every daisy, every violet blue,
In every form of life, from clod upspringing,
To laws divine, obedient and true.
In every daisy, every violet blue,
In every form of life, from clod upspringing,
To laws divine, obedient and true.
