Moonless darkness stands between

 Moonless darkness stands between.

Past, the Past, no more be seen! 
But the Bethlehem-star may lead me
To the sight of Him Who freed me
From the self that I have been.

Make me pure, Lord: Thou art holy; 
Make me meek, Lord: Thou wert lowly; 
Now beginning, and alway: 
Now begin, on Christmas day.

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