Text: | The darkened sky, how thick it lowers! |
Author: | Doddridge |
1 The darkened sky, how thick it lowers!
Troubled with storms, and big with showers,
No cheerful gleam of light appears,
But nature pours forth all her tears.
2 Yet let the sons of grace revive;
He bids the soul that seeks him, live;
And from the gloomiest shade of night
Calls forth a morning of delight.
3 The seeds of ecstasy unknown
Are in these watered furrows sown;
See the green blades, how thick they rise,
And with fresh verdure bless our eyes!
4 In secret foldings they contain
Unnumbered ears of golden grain;
And heaven shall pour its beams around,
Till the ripe harvest load the ground.
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First Line: | The darkened sky, how thick it lowers! |
Author: | Doddridge |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | The Christian Life: Trial and Patience; Shall Reap in Joy |