Beyond the war-clouds and the reddened ways, I see the Promise of the Coming Days! I see His Sun arise, new charged with grace Earth's tears to dry and all her woes efface! Christ lives! Christ loves! Christ rules! No more shall Might, Though leagued with all the Forces of the Night, Ride over Right. No more shall Wrong The world's gross agonies prolong. Who waits His Time shall surely see The triumph of His Constancy;— When without let, or bar, or stay, The coming of His Perfect Day Shall sweep the Powers of Night away;— And Faith, replumed for nobler flight, And Hope, aglow with radiance bright, And Love, in loveliness bedight, @3Shall greet the morning light!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WORD by WILLIAM WALSHAM HOW ROSALIND'S MADRIGAL, FR. ROSALIND [ROSALYNDE] by THOMAS LODGE ST. ISAAC'S CHURCH, PETROGRAD by CLAUDE MCKAY HOME'S A NEST by WILLIAM BARNES PROFITABLE THINGS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |