When reason runs the railroad all alone
And darkness is all the eye can see
When the lamp glass is black as sin and white as bone
Then call on Wisdom to rise in thee
The stars' light which blazes souls with glee
And calls from lowly bushes with her sweet tone
Who banishes the wisp and illuminates the sea
And guides those on any road to home
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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