Morning Hush

Valentine Wolfe
Valentine Wolfe


Morning hush 
First a blush 
Faintly telling 
Day is welling 
Down the glades 
Flee the shades 
Through the meadows 
Speed the shadows 
Yet in vain 
For again 
Come the even 
All the heaven 
Loses light 
Turns to night 
Fades from splendor 
Pale and tender 

Brighter light 
Burns at night 
What a wonder 
Burst asunder 
Night unmade 
Where a maid 
Bears a blossom 
At her bosom 
Holy morn 
God is born 
Heaven’s treasure 
Without measure 
Poured on earth 
At His birth 
Night for ever 
Gone for ever 

Here is news 
None refuse 
Crowns of gladness 
Changed for sadness 
Joy for shame 
Since He came 
No more sorrow 
No tomorrow 
All today 
Sing and pray 
Sing His praises 
Ask His graces 
All is bright 
All is light 
On the seven 
Roads to Heaven

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