the still hour.
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Through tangled boughs the sudden glimpse of heaven,
From Thee, Thee only, come.
From Thee, Thee only, come.
And beautiful it is to catch Thy smile
Amid the rush, the hurrying flow of mind;
To feel Thy glance upon us all the while,
Most holy and most kind!
Amid the rush, the hurrying flow of mind;
To feel Thy glance upon us all the while,
Most holy and most kind!
More blest this hour of heavenly quietness,
When, as a lake that opens to the sky,
The soul serene in its great blessedness
Looks up to meet Thine eye!
When, as a lake that opens to the sky,
The soul serene in its great blessedness
Looks up to meet Thine eye!
Fountain of Life, in Thee alone is Light!
Shine through our being, cleansing us of sin,
Till we grow lucid with Thy presence bright,
The peace of God within.
Shine through our being, cleansing us of sin,
Till we grow lucid with Thy presence bright,
The peace of God within.
Yet not alone as Light pervading come;—
O Thou Divine One, meet us as a Friend!
Only with Thee is every heart at home:
Stay with us to the end!
O Thou Divine One, meet us as a Friend!
Only with Thee is every heart at home:
Stay with us to the end!
