A tender child of summers three
At night, while seeking her little bed
Paused on the dark stair timidly
Oh, mother take my hand, said she
And then the dark will be light...
We older children grope our way
From dark behind to dark before;
And only when our hands we lay
In Thine, O God! the night is day
And there is darkness never more
At night, while seeking her little bed
Paused on the dark stair timidly
Oh, mother take my hand, said she
And then the dark will be light...
We older children grope our way
From dark behind to dark before;
And only when our hands we lay
In Thine, O God! the night is day
And there is darkness never more
( Charles Ives )
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