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THANK GOD FOR THE NIGHT.
My heart has been long a rover,
But the haven is half in sight:
The heat of the day is over:—
Thank God for the night.
But the haven is half in sight:
The heat of the day is over:—
Thank God for the night.
The channel narrows before me:
The surf on the sands is white:
Grey clouds are gathering o'er me,
And shadows of night.
The surf on the sands is white:
Grey clouds are gathering o'er me,
And shadows of night.
I listen—the waves are breaking
In thunder to left and right:
The evening winds are awaking,
To herald the night.
In thunder to left and right:
The evening winds are awaking,
To herald the night.
What then when I leave the river
And follow the seabird's flight?
My heart gives a farewell shiver
At the breath of the night.
And follow the seabird's flight?
My heart gives a farewell shiver
At the breath of the night.
I ask not what shall betide me,
For above in the heaven's height
The stars will come out to guide me—
The splendour of night.
For above in the heaven's height
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The splendour of night.
Thank God for the boundless ocean,
With never a shore in sight—
For the sleep of eternal motion
And fathomless night.
With never a shore in sight—
For the sleep of eternal motion
And fathomless night.
Thank God for the mists of even;
Thank God for the pale twilight:
Thank God for the stars of Heaven:
Thank God for the night.
Thank God for the pale twilight:
Thank God for the stars of Heaven:
Thank God for the night.
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