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Is this returning life that thrills
So sensibly in all my veins ? Can this be heavenly joy that fills
My soul with such mysterious pains?
I see but indistinctly yet
Forms growing like to what I knew; One sun is rising, one is set,
But which of those two suns is true ?
Within my soul there hath been strife;
I hear retreating voices rave ; This stirring in me must be life,
But life on which side of the grave?
Blue sky, green earth, my well-known room!
I waken up to all the past; But what a look of cheerless gloom
That inward light o'er all hath cast!
O Lord! what hast Thou done to me ?
What marks are these my spirit bears? Why didst Thou come so frighteningly,
Why take me, Lord ! so unawares ?