RAYS OF GOLD


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Rays of Gold
The air was crisp,
The air was still,
When I arose,
And glanced,
Toward the Eastern hill.
O, what beauty,
My eyes did behold,
When the sun rays
Shown through the clouds,
Like strands of gold.
God’s words are like that,
As some days are spiritually,
Spiritually cloudy,
And as we behold His words
From days of old,
They penetrate the fog
Like these rays of gold.

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