When the snow is on the earth Birds and waters cease their mirth; When the sunlight is prevailing Even the night-winds drop their wailing. On the earth when deep snows lie Still the sun is in the sky, And when most we miss his fire He is ever drawing nigher. In the darkest winter day Thou, God, art not far away; When the nights grow colder, drearer, Father, thou art coming nearer! For thee coming I would watch With my hand upon the latch— Of the door, I mean, that faces Out upon the eternal spaces!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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