We are dewdrops in the night, created
By the dark and yet yearning for the dawn.
Long we’ve waited; long anticipated
How we’ll sparkle when Grace shines upon
Our lightless forms, and how happy Grace will be
To see us sparkle. The night grows darkest;
Not even starlight shines dimly on skin
As mist hangs in ink. We want what is best
And understand it shines from within,
But without Your sunrise none comes to You
And none shines with You. And so we plead
You enlighten the east from black to blue
And give all the people love-light they need.
Then what darkness made, without any fear,
Will warm and, sparkling, disappear.

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