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So, in the shadowy twilight, I
 Still sought Him, far and wide,
Nor knew the One who led me on
 Was Christ the Crucified.

I thought the Lord, enthroned above,
 Would take no heed of me;
And death indeed were gain, if I
 My risen Lord could see.
And yet He guided every step,
 Else had I never known
His love that, for my waiting soul,
 Hath rolled away the stone.

I thought but of His bleeding brow,
 His wounded hands and feet;
I sought Him with the multitude,
 But Christ I did not meet.
Some said, "The Saviour dwelleth here,
 And only here is He;"
And others said, "Nay, come with us,
 Or Christ you cannot see."

"Come forth and serve, and be content,"
 Some busy laborer cried.
I sadly answered, "Nay, I seek
 The Lord I crucified!