Poems (Coolidge)/Past, Present, Future
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PAST, PRESENT, FUTURE
Above me hung a darkening sky,
Dense clouds obscured the blue;
No ray of heavenborn light to cheer
Or dying hopes renew;
Yet, in the shadow, to thy hand,
I, trustful, still did cling,
And found a covert from the storm—
Beneath thy sheltering wing.
Dense clouds obscured the blue;
No ray of heavenborn light to cheer
Or dying hopes renew;
Yet, in the shadow, to thy hand,
I, trustful, still did cling,
And found a covert from the storm—
Beneath thy sheltering wing.
Above me dawns a brightening sky,
Through rifts I see the blue,
A ray of hope doth bring me joy,
Borne on the rainbow's hue;
In cloud or sunshine, Lord, I see
That Love ordaineth all;
And, clinging still to strength divine,
I may not faint or fall.
Through rifts I see the blue,
A ray of hope doth bring me joy,
Borne on the rainbow's hue;
In cloud or sunshine, Lord, I see
That Love ordaineth all;
And, clinging still to strength divine,
I may not faint or fall.
And when, for me, the cloudless sky
Of Paradise shall shine,
I'll know the love now "darkly" seen
By these dim eyes of mine;
Ah! then, my prayer, now feebly breathed,
Shall lose itself in praise,
Glad echoes through thy courts resound,
For endless, happy days.
Of Paradise shall shine,
I'll know the love now "darkly" seen
By these dim eyes of mine;
Ah! then, my prayer, now feebly breathed,
Shall lose itself in praise,
Glad echoes through thy courts resound,
For endless, happy days.