8.8.1989.
We say that night is approaching
when we cannot see clear.
The darkness hides the face of things,
sometimes enhances fear.
In Thee there's much I cannot see
but not because of night.
It's not the dark that's hiding Thee;
no cause in Thee for fright.
A deep but a dazzling darkness
conceals the depths of Thee,
Though full of a blinding brightness
if eyes could only see.
I long to plumb the depths of those
dark places not in view,
To see Thee where Thou dost expose
Thyself, and be made new.
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