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"BEYOND THE BRIGHTNESS OF THE SUN"

Acts xxii. 11.

               I was journeying in the noontide,
                    When His light shone o'er my road;
                                    And I saw Him in that glory--
                    Saw Him--Jesus, Son of God.
                                    All around, in noonday splendour,
                    Earthly scenes lay fair and bright;
                                    But my eyes no more behold them
                    For the glory of that light.
                                    
               Others in the summer sunshine
                    Wearily may journey on,
                                    I have seen a light from heaven,
                    Past the brightness of the sun--
                                    Light that knows no cloud, no waning,
                    Light wherein I see His Face,
                                    All His love's uncounted treasures,
                    All the riches of His grace:
                                    
               All the wonders of His glory,
                    Deeper wonders of His love--
                                    How for me He won, He keepeth
                    That high place in Heaven above;
                                    Not a glimpse--the veil uplifted--
                    But within the veil to dwell,
                                    Gazing on His Face for ever,
                    Hearing wrods unspeakable.
                                    
               Marvel not that Christ in glory
                    All my inmost heart hath won;
                                    Not a start to cheer my darkness,
                    But a light beyond the sun.
                                    All below lies dark and shadowed,
                    Nothing there to claim my heart,
                                    Save the lonely track of sorrow
                    Where of old He walked apart.
                                    
               I have seen the Face of Jesus--
                    Tell me not of aught beside;
                                    I have heard the Voice of Jesus--
                    All my soul is satisfied.
                                    In the radiance of the glory
                    First I saw His blessed Face,
                                    And for ever shall that glory
                    Be my home, my dwelling-place.
                                    
               Sinners, it was not to Angels
                    All this woundrous love was given,
                                    But to one who scorned, despised Him,
                    Scorned and hated Christ in heaven.
                                    From the lowest depths of darkness
                    To His city's radiant height,
                                    Thus in me He told the measure
                    Of His love and His delight.
                    

T. P.


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