Out of dark, light grows, creeps softly into day, And springs like joy into sight. It bears not watching but will grow nonetheless. It comes – dawn – it will not shrink. Commanded to be, it is And will be until commanded to cease. Life will not cease. It is the seed of God’s ownContinue reading “Out of Dark”
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