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And so my year's record is finished. The Professor has talked less than his predecessor, but he has heard and seen more. Thanks to all those friends who from time to time have sent their messages of kindly recognition and fellow-feeling! Peace to all such as may have been vexed in spirit by any utterance these pages have repeated! They will, doubtless, forget for the moment the difference in the hues of truth we look at through our human prisms, and join in singing (inwardly) this hymn to the Source of the light we all need to lead us, and the warmth which alone can make us all brothers.
A SUN-DAY HYMN.Lord of all being! throned afar,Thy glory flames from sun and star,Centre and soul of every sphere,Yet to each loving heart how near!Sun of our life, thy quickening raySheds on our path the glow of day;Star of our hope, thy softened lightCheers the long watches of the night.Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn;Our noontide is thy gracious dawn;Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign;All, save the clouds of sin, are thine!Lord of all life, below, above,Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love,Before thy ever-blazing throneWe ask no lustre of our own.Grant us thy truth to make us free,And kindling hearts that burn for thee,Till all thy living altars claimOne holy light, one heavenly flame.One holy light, one heavenly flame.