Whence are thy beams O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty the stars hide themselves in the sky the moon cold and pale sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest alone.

Whence are thy beams O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty the stars hide themselves in the sky the moon cold and pale sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest alone.

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