All Things Dark and Dreadful
Richard
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All wrought by His own hand.
All things cruel and woeful—
He did not turn away.
All terrors great and small,
The beggar cold and starving,
The vulture and the serpent,
He made them, every one.
All things dark and dreadful,
Who fashioned joy and pain.
The sickness in the cradle,
The storm that shreds the forest,
The Lord God made them all.
The tyrant on his throne,
The hatred born in silence—
He gave us eyes to witness,
The fire that scars the land,
And lips to cry in vain,
The plague that haunts the cities,
The child left lost and weeping—
The wars that burn the nations,
The poison in the well,
The greed that rules the day,
The tolling funeral bell.
How vast is God Almighty,