THOU ART, O GOD by Mrs. Lombard

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Sep 1, 1898

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 24, No. 35.

THOU ART, O GOD.

By Mrs. Lombard

[“The day is Thine, the night also is Thine; Thou hast prepared the light and the sun. Thou hast set all the borders of the earth; Thou hast made summer and winter.” Ps. 74:16, 17.]

THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wond'rous world we see; Its glow by day, its smiles by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee. Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.

When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the op'ning clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven, Those hues that mark the sun's decline, So soft, so radiant, Lord, are Thine.

When night, with wings of starry gloom, O'ershadows all the earth and skies, Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume Is sparkling with unnumber'd eyes, That sacred gloom, those fires divine, So grand, so countless, Lord, are Thine.

When youthful spring around us breathes, Thy Spirit warms her fragrant sigh; And ev'ry flower the summer wreathes Is born beneath that kindling eye. Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.

MRS. LOMBARD.