FATHER of heaven and earth, I bless Thee for the night, The soft, still night! The holy pause of care and mirth, Of sound and light! Now, far in glade and dell, Flower-cup, and bud, and bell, Have shut around the sleeping woodlark's nest; The bee's long murmuring toils are done, And I, the o'erwearied one, O'erwearied and o'erwrought. Bless Thee, O God! O Father of the oppressed! With my last waking thought, In the still night! Yes! e'er I sink to rest, By the fire's dying light, Thou Lord of earth and heaven! I bless Thee, who hast given, Unto life's fainting travellers, the night -- The soft, still, holy night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. SIBLEY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE CARPENTER'S SON by SARA TEASDALE WINTRY WEATHER by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) CLANCY OF THE MOUNTED POLICE by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE QUATRAIN: OMAR KHAYYAM (AFTER FITZGERALD) by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH OF CAUTION by FRANCESCO DA BARBERINI GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 10. A CATALOGUE OF CERTAINE OF HIS BOOKES by RICHARD BARNFIELD |