Sunrise! A lovely word
For those whose waking eyes
Turn toward its dawning glory!
No known catastrophe of earth
Has stopped a sunrise.
No shade of night has yet arrested one,
Nor can.
Detain the sun? Put out its light?
Changeless and sure it moves eternally.
Thus are God's mercies.
Like the constant sun
They rise upon earth's sorrows:
Their gentle certainties
Dispel all mists.
His mercies, here, unfailingly renewed
Await with tender healing
The hearts that seek their sunrise.
