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The Opened Eyes
Gerhard Ter Steegen
| “Where is a God?” doth weary Reason say— “I see but starlit skies.” “Where is the sun?” So calleth at noonday The man with sightless eyes. Thou, little child, from thee God is not far; Look inwards, not above: Thou needest not to roam from star to star, For God is Love. |
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