7 & 6s. M.
Anonymous.
The light pours down from heaven,
And enters where it may;
The eyes of all earth’s children
Are cheered with one bright day.
So let the mind’s true sunshine
Be spread o’er earth as free,
And fill men’s waiting spirits,
As the waters fill the sea.
The soul can shed a glory
On every work well done;
As even things most lowly
Are radiant in the sun.
Then let each human spirit
Enjoy the vision bright;
The truth which comes from heaven
Shall spread like heaven’s own light;
Till earth becomes God’s temple;
And every human heart
Shall join in one great service,
Each happy in his part.
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