(O Lord), even darkness is not dark to you;
night is as bright as day,
for darkness is as light to you.
Psalm 139.12
Great Father of glory, pure Father of light,
Thine angels adore thee, all veiling their sight;
All laud we would render: O help us to see
’Tis only the splendour of light hideth Thee.
From the hymn, Immortal, invisible, God only wise (1876), Walter Smith (1824-1908)
Who is this God to Whom, saith the psalmist, darkness is light?
Who is this God
in Whose Presence angels veil their sight,
Who, more luminous than light,
in its splendour, which is as darkness, hidden abides?
Neither can I conceive nor comprehend
either the idea or reality of it.
No theoretical -ism,
whether particle-ism, wave-ism, electromagnetism, quantum-ism,
can explain it (surely, not to me).
It, far beyond me,
is a mystery –
not a riddle by my reason to be resolved,
for it is, by wholly impotent human powers, unresolvable,
but rather that which I canst only pause it purest awe.
So, I sing:
Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible hid from (my) eyes,
Most blessèd, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great Name (I) praise.
occasional observations of mind and heart, soul and spirit 
I love the this is focused on darkness and light Paul!
My favorite sentence is “Who is this God to Whom, saith the psalmist, darkness is light?”
I like it because depending on how you look at it, darkness can be light…there are stars which helps the darkness be light…. and when I think of God he is both darkness & light so darkness can’t be such a bad thing. I’m learning more and more to see the beauty of darkness. The other night there was a full moon which for me made the darkness look gorgeous!! I thought to myself….”that’s nothing but God”….
The other part that spoke to me was the fact that even angels veiled their sight in God’s presence, which says to me as special as angels are, they too in awe of God!
With Thanks & Love!!
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Loretta, for quite a while (as I recall going back to the early-2000s), I have been transfixed by the themes of light and darkness. Perhaps it has been and is largely darkness (owing to my long-ago identification of my inner shadow-world-and-self) that has captivated my attention. This poem, for me, envelopes my deepening sense that in God the seeming polarities (indeed, he seeming disassociation) of light and darkness (with light being good and darkness, bad) are made one, reconciled, resolved. I pray so. For in such reconciliation, resolution, I believe, there is hope for this and all tensions and conflicts.
Love
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