Quickly Fell I

Quickly fell I down the pit of despair

But at the bottom, I saw a light.

At the end of this tunnel of storms, as I found,

The new day brought peace and delight.

 

Why at first did it seem like a pit?

What bleak outlook made me err?

For fear of evil I was ensnared

My view of goodness was impaired

Now I see clearly; now I can learn;

The mysteries of life will be laid bare.

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