THERE IS JOY

There is joy in evening stillness,And the first white violet,When the brook singsIn muted tones,In the sunset's afterglow.

But, oh, the joyOf stillness with GodUnfolding His purityAnd infinitude,And man in Mind,In an eternity of gladness,One with God!

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