When the sun is rising Glorious with light, In the vaulted Heavens Fade the stars from sight; As upon its axis Turns the world around, Nature wakes from slumber With a joyous sound. Man upon his missions Rushes to and fro; Downward to the ocean Streams and rivers flow; Birds their songs are singing— Flitting, flashing by; Rides the sun in glory High above in sky. 'Til in matchless splendor Sinking in the west, Day to night surrenders— Yields the world to rest; With the stars reflecting Glory from above, From the deepening shadows Comes a song of love. Nightingale, thou knowest Secrets of the night, Greeting Heaven's Angels As they pass in flight,— Singing of the Glory Seen in depths above, Knowest thou Jehovah, God of life and love? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON LADY POLTAGRUE: A PUBLIC PERIL by HILAIRE BELLOC THE POOR by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS MENAPHON: DORON'S JIG by ROBERT GREENE BOUND NO'TH BLUES by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES ON SEEING AN OFFICER'S WIDOW DISTRACTED - ARREARS OF PENSION by MARY BARBER |