Light from Light,
we breathed in a sweetness
and beheld the Light,
true God from true God

thought passes like a shadow
side to side from morning to evening
shrinking and stretching and covering
and again from day to day
light to shadow, shadow from light

impressions wrought upon weary skin
by familiar stones

For the waste of our flesh,
For the ways of solitude,
For the weight of doubt,
For the waning of life,
Let us pray to the Lord.

That we be healed,
That we be held in Glory,
That we believe,
That we be alive,
Lord, hear our prayer.

The light shone in the darkness
And so we were shown the Light

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