From: The Dial, Vol. II, No. I (July 1841).
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Published: E. P. Peabody 1841 Boston
We grope in dimness of light, seeing not ourselves,
We sleep, and dreams come to us of something better,
We wake, and find that our life is not of Truth.
We strive, and the powers of darkness contend with our Hope.
We pray, and the availance is great in our own souls.
We trust, and the light breaks promising the day.
We act, the day dawns, how beauteously bright!
We love in faith, casting out fear; so we Live.
We see God, and our eyes are no more closed.
God is in us—our souls are Life—our bodies die.
We ascend to the Father and are one with Deity.
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