From the depths of slumber
As I ascend the spiral stairways of wakefulness
I will whisper:
God! God! God!
Thou art the food, and when I break my fast
Of nightly separation from Thee
I will taste Thee, and mentally say:
God! God! God!
No matter where I go, the spotlight of my mind
Will ever keep turning on Thee;
And in the battle din of activity, my silent war-cry will be:
God! God! God!
When boisterous storms of trials shriek
And when worries howl at me
I will drown their noises, loudly chanting:
God! God! God!
When my mind weaves dreams
With threads of memories
Then on that magic cloth will I emboss:
God! God! God!
Every night, in time of deepest sleep
My peace dreams and calls, Joy! Joy! Joy!
And my joy comes singing evermore:
God! God! God!
As I ascend the spiral stairways of wakefulness
I will whisper:
God! God! God!
Thou art the food, and when I break my fast
Of nightly separation from Thee
I will taste Thee, and mentally say:
God! God! God!
No matter where I go, the spotlight of my mind
Will ever keep turning on Thee;
And in the battle din of activity, my silent war-cry will be:
God! God! God!
When boisterous storms of trials shriek
And when worries howl at me
I will drown their noises, loudly chanting:
God! God! God!
When my mind weaves dreams
With threads of memories
Then on that magic cloth will I emboss:
God! God! God!
Every night, in time of deepest sleep
My peace dreams and calls, Joy! Joy! Joy!
And my joy comes singing evermore:
God! God! God!
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