WHENE'ER in the course of our daytime of doing, While high overhead stands the sun, The forced night of inaction, our footsteps pursuing, Bids halt, though our best be undone, Oh, then, if we faint not for grief or surprise, All the stars that we steer by will show in God's skies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHERE? by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON POSSUM SONG (A WARNING) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON GOD'S YOUTH by LOUIS UNTERMEYER |