No Mirror

Yesterday was black as night
Today seems somewhat gray
But lighter, brighter, brighter yet
Will come, will come, one day!

When His face of light and love
Shines clear and near and dear
When His arms around me wind
So close, so close, no mirror!

Oh, to know His shining warmth
To glory in His face
Past and present fade away
Jesus Christ, His name!

Rococo
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