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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421159" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Evening</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis gone, that bright and orbed blaze,<br>Fast fading from our wistful gaze;<br>You mantling cloud has hid from sight<br>The last faint pulse of quivering light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In darkness and in weariness<br>The traveller on his way must press,<br>No gleam to watch on tree or tower,<br>Whiling away the lonesome hour.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear,<br>It is not night if Thou be near:<br>Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise<br>To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When round Thy wondrous works below<br>My searching rapturous glance I throw,<br>Tracing out Wisdom, Power and Love,<br>In earth or sky, in stream or grove; -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or by the light Thy words disclose<br>Watch Time's full river as it flows,<br>Scanning Thy gracious Providence,<br>Where not too deep for mortal sense:-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When with dear friends sweet talk I hold,<br>And all the flowers of life unfold;<br>Let not my heart within me burn,<br>Except in all I Thee discern.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the soft dews of kindly sleep<br>My wearied eyelids gently steep,<br>Be my last thought, how sweet to rest<br>For ever on my Saviour's breast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide with me from morn till eve,<br>For without Thee I cannot live:<br>Abide with me when night is nigh,<br>For without Thee I dare not die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou Framer of the light and dark,<br>Steer through the tempest Thine own ark:<br>Amid the howling wintry sea<br>We are in port if we have Thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Rulers of this Christian land,<br>'Twixt Thee and us ordained to stand, -<br>Guide Thou their course, O Lord, aright,<br>Let all do all as in Thy sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! by Thine own sad burthen, borne<br>So meekly up the hill of scorn,<br>Teach Thou Thy Priests their daily cross<br>To bear as Thine, nor count it loss!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If some poor wandering child of Thine<br>Have spurned to-day the voice divine,<br>Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;<br>Let him no more lie down in sin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Watch by the sick: enrich the poor<br>With blessings from Thy boundless store:<br>Be every mourner's sleep to-night,<br>Like infants' slumbers, pure and light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come near and bless us when we wake,<br>Ere through the world our way we take;<br>Till in the ocean of Thy love<br>We lose ourselves, in Heaven above.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Keble">John Keble</a><div class=q>
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Fast fading from our wistful gaze;
You mantling cloud has hid from sight
The last faint pulse of quivering light.

In darkness and in weariness
The traveller on his way must press,
No gleam to watch on tree ..."></div>
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