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SAID, "The darkness shall content my soul;" God said, " Let there be light." I said, " The night shall see me reach my goal ; Instead, came dawning bright. I bared my head to meet the smiter's stroke ; There came sweet dropping oil. I waited, trembling, but the voice that spoke, Said gently, " Cease thy toil." I looked for evil, stern of face and pale ; Came good, too fair to tell. I leant on God when other joys did fail ; He gave me these as well.