GOD OVER ALL by J. E. Rankin

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Mar 13, 1893

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 19, No. 19.

GOD OVER ALL.

By J. E. Rankin

BY J. E. RANKIN.

Now THE moon walks from her clo'sters, Pale and penitent and fair, Saying soft her Paternosters On the trembling, evening air. Star by star she, mounting, tells them, Bead on bead, in God's ear spells them; Gone the twilight, Sapphire sky light! Hark the curfew's call, Care's release, Sleep in peace, God is over all.

God is over all, our Father, Night the shadow of his wing. As a brood of fledglings gather, With their filial murmuring, One by one beneath their mother All their mundane fears to smother, To God kneel we, Low appeal we. Hark the curfew's call, Care's release, Sleep in peace, God is over all.

God is over all, Creator! All the worlds wheel round his throne, And he counts them, less and greater. Thus he counts, on earth, his own. In his councils he includes them; With his wings protects and broods them; Great Defender, Kind and tender! Hark the curfew's call, Care's release, Sleep in peace, God is over all.

—Our Day.