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A NIGHT OF FAITH.
DARK, utter dark; no faintest ray
    To light the way
Of sunset-gleam or coming day!

The vision aches with lack of sight,
    For depth and height
Are one vast blank of baffling night.

Oh that the soul might be at rest;
    Might yield her quest,
With the sole thought of God possessed!

That she might close her wearied eyes
    And blindfold-wise
Walk on as under shining skies;

As seeing Him who is unseen;
    And wait serene
Though twofold night should intervene!

O touch of God! O miracle
    That none may tell!
Her eyes are closed and all is well.

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