Poems (Carter)/Advent
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ADVENT.
The Advent season comes again, The days are short, the nights are long;My soul! prepare thy Saviour's way! In thee let faith and love be strong.
The days are short, the nights are long; Use all the powers thy God hath given;Fill the short day with work that tells; Feed hungry souls with Bread of Heaven.
The days are short, the nights are long; Kindle in men the Light Divine,The Light of Love, the Light of Life, That they, too, may "arise and shine."
The days are short, the nights are long; His sheep are wandering far afield—He gave His life—canst Thou not speak? Wondrous the power of love revealed!
The days are short, the nights are long; But shortest day may well suffice—God working with us—to restore A soul to Him Who paid its price.
The days are short, the nights are long: But longest night made bright by Him,Only reveals His power to fill Our cup with joy up to the brim.
The days are short, the nights are long; Most loving Bridegroom! still increaseBy night and day my love that waits To welcome Thee when Time shall cease.
Advent, 1914.