"Evening, and Morning, and at Noon"
By Worthie Harris Holden
"Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice." Ps. 55:17. IN the gloaming, when the darkness
Veils the labors of the day,
Hush my soul to solemn silence,
Steal its anxious care away.
While I seek Thee in communion
Speak, O Lord, a message sweet,
Till my heart o'erflows in praises,
Bowing at the Master's feet. When the day awakes in gladness,
And its toil makes urgent plea,
Ope my eyes to see thy mercies
Every morn renewed to me.
Thou, who in the night ne'er slumbered,
Art my guardian Shepherd kind,
And thy right arm will uphold me
Through the task thy love assigned. When the sun invests the zenith
Mid the noontide's fervid heat,
Lure my soul to find refreshment
'Neath thy blessed prayer retreat.
Here my languid spirit strengthen
To pursue its onward way,
Till I bind its sheaf of service
With the vespers of the day.