AT first, as through a darkened glassWe see vague shapes and shadows pass;We see Truth's brilliant beam of lightAs but a candle in the night;For we can only dimly seeThe glory of God's sovereignty.

How faintly do our eyes beholdThe first pale flush of radiant goldThat sweeps across the morning skies,For we but see with earth-dimmed eyes;How haltingly our lips first singThe hallelujah to the King!

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