Saturday, September 6, 2008

At the Close of the Day

At the close of the day
When life's toil fades away
And all so peacefully sleep,
No rest do I find
Since Thou left me behind
'Till Death around me doth creep.

Bitter nights of despair
Hath made fragrant the air,
And Teardrops turned into dew,
I watch and I wait
Till Thou doth open the gate
And Thy love leadeth me thro'.

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