MORNIN(~ Presence Living God， Great Alchemist， you made a universe of nothing. You made saints of most unlikely souls. Refine even the dross of my day to gold. Make me a gift worthy of you. Grace Abba， help me know my place. Down in the darksome， flinty depths of earth， Psalm where no lordly lion or she-wolf ever prowled， the lamp[it miners pierce the barren rock， spangled with flashing gold and burning sapphire， and bring to daylight wonders never known. But tell me. Where to dig for understanding? Where can wisdom be refined from all the darksome， flinty clutter of my days? ，i The powers of darkness mutter， \"Certain rumors but only God knows the depths where wisdom hides. God alone has traced her path and knows her lair， for God s eyes pierce the heart of darkness. It is God alone who wiUs the weight of wind， who measures out the waters， unleashes rain， points the path where thunderclouds may travel. In the deepest depth， God found where wisdom was， assessed her worth refined her made her his. \"To understand，\" God says， \"return from darkness. To be wise， you must know your place before your God.\" (Job 28:3-12， 23-28) 13
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