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For Soon Shall Break The DayUp to the fair myrrh-mountain, The fresh frankincense hill, I'll get me in this midnight, And drink of love my fill. O hills of fragrance, smiling With every flower of love; O slopes of sweetness, breathing Your odors from above! Ye send me silent welcome, I waft you mine again; Give me the wings of morning, Burst this still-binding chain; For soon shall break the day, And shadows flee away. Amid time's angry uproar, Unmoved, unruffled still, Keep, keep me calmly, truly, Doing the Loved One's will. 'Mid din of stormy voices, The clamor and the war, Keep me with eye full-gazing On the eternal star; Still working, suffering, loving, Still true and self-denied, In the old faith abiding, To the old names allied; For soon shall break the day, And shadows flee away. From earthly power and weakness Keep me alike apart; From self-will and unmeekness, From pride of lip or heart. Without let tempests gather;-- Let all be calm within, Unfretted and unshaken By human strife and sin. And when these limbs are weary, And throbs this sleepless brain, With breath from yon myrrh-mountain Revive my soul again; For soon shall break the day, And shadows flee away. There my beloved dwelleth, He calls me up to him; He bids me quit these valleys, These moorlands brown and dim. There my long-parted wait me, The missed and mourned below; Now, eager to rejoin them, I fain would rise and go. Not long below we linger, Not long we here shall sigh; The hour of dew and dawning Is hastening from on high; For soon shall break the day, And shadows flee away. O streaks of happy day-spring Salute us from above! O never setting sunlight, Earth longeth for thy love; O hymns of unknown gladness, That hail us from these skies, Swell till you gently silence Earth's meaner melodies! O hope all hope surpassing, For evermore to be, O Christ, the Church's Bridegroom, In Paradise with thee; For soon shall break the day, And shadows flee away. Next: The Coming Reign Previous: Not Till He Comes
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