Fear not this dark and dreary place
that men call our weary world,
for in it I do seek God's face
As I tread where comes unfurled
Those billowing whites that show how clear
the light of God's great smile
brightens hearts and troubled lives
which trod the weary mile
The center of the universes,
the epic splendor of His might
find my thought upon that one
that says tis His delight
That we should find that His great pleasure
Is the saving of our souls
the white wash He provides for us
The blood over fiery coals...
Drink in the grace of Righteous God
Taste the light of His sweet word-
The soul cannot but delight in this-
Sweetest message ever heard!
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