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O Thou, who art enrobed with light,
How pure the soul must be,
When, placed within thy searching sight,
It shrinks not but with calm delight
Can live and look on thee!
Lord, how can I, whose native sphere
Is dark, whose mind is dim,
Before thy radiant light appear,
And on my naked spirit bear
Thine uncreated beam?
Is there a way for man to rise
To that sublime abode?
Thine offering and thy sacri?ce,
Thy pains, and groans, and tears,and cries,
Thy death, O Lamb of God!—
These, these prepare us for the sight
Of majesty above;
The sons of ignorance and night
Can dwell in the eternal Light,
Through the eternal Love.
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