O Love , send out Thy radiance free, That I may keep the pathway sure, And reach Thy holy hill, secure From clouds that now encompass me. Then to Thy presence will I go With praise and joyfulness supreme, Where, wakened from the earthly dream, Thy perfect peace my heart shall know.
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