Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.
By Psalms and Hymns for the Church (1883). I. Evening has comeWilliam Josiah Irons (18121883)
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Is drawn around us by the hand Divine;
Yet both alike, the darkness and the light,
The evening and the morning, Lord, are Thine.
For nature asks some pause, as in distress;
Eternal life is only known in heaven,
There man can live and know no weariness.
There is no pause, only the spirit waits,
Like traveller for some mountain-city bound,
Tarrying before the dawn without the gates.
Probation were suspended all night long:
Thought comes at times and says it is not so—
Some work goes on, that we may rise more strong.
The darkness is not dark if Thou be there;
When “the day dawns and all the shadows flee,”
Then shall true life begin in purer air:
In light no eye hath seen, nor yet can see;
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One glorious G