Moonless darkness stands between
Moonless darkness stands between.Past, the Past, no more be seen!But the Bethlehem-star may lead meTo the sight of Him Who freed meFrom the self that I have been.Make me pure, Lord: Thou art holy;Make me meek, Lord: Thou wert lowly;Now beginning, and alway:Now begin, on Christmas day.
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