* If Thou withholdest sleep, 0 Lord, to-night
Athwart the wakeful gloom send out Thy light,
Show in unconscious depths if there be guilt
Or rebel plan opposing what Thou wilt,
Or if for future insights Thou wouldst stab
And wake my unseeing conscience, dull and drab.
Or if through calm and starlight of Thy peace
Prom fretting bands Thou wouldst my soul release,
Thou timeless Ond in whose eternal sight
A thousand years are as a watch of night,
Bear me away beyond the bounds of man,
Stretch out my spirit to Thy heavenly span*
Use my unsleeping hours to build Bqr years,
Lord of the darkness, speak, Thy servant, hears.
c.B.De Forest