"There are moments when..."

 

O sweet Compassion, Heart of love,

What wondrous mercies flood our days;

Blind, foolish souls are rapt in light,

Deliverance lifts its joy and praise.

 

On heights where climbing pathways meet,

The toil-worn sages prayed for Grace;

But we, the dust beneath their feet,

Have seen the glory of Your face.

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