by Joseph Ignatius Constantine Clarke
Let there be light!
And whereso'er the lamp rays fall,
May sorrows fly like shadows, and thro all
Thy comings and thy goings day and night,
May on thee shine
The joy that springs at rising of the Sun,
When doubt and darkness are undone,
And Faith and Hope arise on sudden wings,
And Love holds all things in its glow divine.
Last updated June 03, 2017