In the Night

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Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Aug 9, 1910

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 37, No. 31.

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In the Night

(From "The Glory of the Night")
WERE there no night, we could not read the stars, The heavens would turn into a blinding glare; Freedom is best seen through prison-bars, And rough seas make the heaven passing fair. We can not measure joys but by their loss; When blessings fade away, we see them then; Our richest clusters grow around the cross, And in the night-time angels sing to men.