Out of the night that covers me
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank Almighty God above
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have winced and cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of life
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
There is a Light beyond the shade,
And this cruel menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how straight the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
God is the master of my fate,
Jesus the captain of my soul.
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