O God, I Cried, No Dark Disguise

O God

I cried

no dark dis­guise

Can e’er here­af­ter hide from me

Thy ra­di­ant iden­ti­ty

Thy ra­diant iden­ti­ty!

I know the path that tells the way

Thro’ the cool eve of ev­ery day.

God

I can push the grass apart

And lay my fing­er on Thy heart.

The world stands out on ei­ther side

No wid­er than the heart is wide;

Above the world is stretched the sky—

No high­er than the soul is high.

The heart can push the sea and land

Farther away on ei­ther hand;

The soul can split the sky in two

And let the face of God shine thro’.