If I make the lashes darkAnd the eyes more brightAnd the lips more scarlet,Or ask if all be rightFrom mirror after mirror,No vanity’s displayed:I’m looking for the face I hadBefore the world was made.-W. B. Yates
Author: dddienst
No!
As the hope of the daylight causeth us not to be offended with the darkness of the night. So ought we patiently to trust that God will clear our cause and restore us to our right.
Years pass by and life ebbs upon its tides. New days dawn and old ones wane in hope we swim from loves abstain. In waters warmed by your fresh hand We swim on to your holy land.
In the depths of the darkness In the depths of the night I seek you like the morning light In the midst of my troubles In the heart of the night I seek your peace. Lord we have come to bow our knees Lord we have come to praise your name Lord we have come…
Oh, But you are alone. Who knows what you’ve spoken to the darkness, in the bitter watches of the night, when all your life seems to shrink, the walls of your bower closing in about you, A hutch to trammel some wild thing. So fair, So cold, like a morning of pale spring still clinging…