Poems (Stephens)/The star of hope

by Eliza Jane Stephens

For works with similar titles, see The Star of Hope.

POEMS.

THE STAR OF HOPE.

Thou gentle star that kindly beams
 Upon the weary traveler's sight,
When he has seen his brightest dreams
 Fade as the day does into the night;
Thou then dost cheer his lonely way,
 And lift his drooping head,
And speak of pleasures yet for him
 Though those he loved have fled.

Thou bidst the mourner cease to weep
 And lift his eye above.
And think no more of death's long sleep
 But of a Saviour's love.
Thou bidst him look beyond the grave
 To scenes of bliss on high,
Where hopes shall never know decay.
 And pleasures never die.