The Coming Day

Dawn on the hills, and darkness on the plain―
Calm in the harbor, storm upon the seas,
Hope’s star shines clear above the soul’s deep pain;
Faith holds the promise, and the darkness flees
We know, yet wait for fuller knowledge given
Our feet stand firm ‘mid error’s sweeping tides;
“Lo! I am coming”, speaks the voice from heaven,
We cannot sink, while His strong love abides.
H. W.