The Opened Eyes
Gerhard Ter Steegen
John ix.37
"Where is a God?" doth weary Reason say --
"I see but starlit skies."
"Where is the sun?" So calleth at noonday
The man with sightless eyes.
Thou, little child, from thee God is not far;
Look inwards, not above:
Thou needest not to roam from star to star,
For God is Love.