There Shall Be No More Night.
By Susan B. Roberts
No night, no night, how blessed the days
With no dark shadows interlaced,
No sunset rays that fade too soon,
Nor yet oppressive, sultry noon,
No threatening clouds by tempest chased. No night, no night, all tranquil days,
Transcendent light, a sacred chain,
Link after link, each locked in each,
As thru eternity they reach,
'Mid hallelujahs' glad refrain. No night, no night of sorrow there,
No midnight cry for dawn of day,
For day shall dawn upon the soul,
Nor ever cease, but onward roll,
Nor lose in night one cheering ray. No night, no night, with mantle dark
To cover sin—no sin to hide!
Ecstatic thought, no ill to shun,
Eternity of joy begun
With Christ in heaven to abide! No night, no night, no traveler
Shall grope about to find his way,
For o'er the fields of living green
The radiance of His face is seen,
The glorious One, the Light of day.