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I see the sunlight streaming
Through the darkness of the gale
As I see the ages mourning
Over all that lived and failed.
I see the lovers playing
In the new, living grass
As I hear the lovers weeping
Over pain that time will bring to pass.
I exalt the children running
Leaving footsteps in the sand
As I suffer with proud men fighting
In brutal and angry lands.
I watch a new dawn coming
With a splendid, powerful light
As I see all men preparing
Against the fall of night.
I know life as a firebrand
Of glory, trial and pain,
And pray that this parched and twisted land
May be worthy of the Lord’s merciful rain.