Eternal Light! Eternal Light!

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1	Eternal Light! Eternal Light!
	How pure the soul must be
	When, placed within Thy searching sight,
	It shrinks not, but with calm delight
	Can live, and look on Thee

2	The spirits that surround Thy throne
	May bear the burning bliss;
	But that is surely theirs alone,
	Since they have never, never known
	A fallen world like this

3	Oh, how shall I, whose native sphere
	Is dark, whose mind is dim,
	Before the Ineffable appear,
	And on my naked sprit bear
	The uncreated beam?

4	There is s way for man to rise
	To that sublime abode;
	An Offering and a Scarifice,
	A Holy Spirits's energies,
	An Advocate with God

5	These, these prepare us for the sight
	O holiness above;
	The sons of ignorance and night
	May dwell in the eternal Light,
	Through the eternal Love
					
					T. Binney