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Hours of Peace
The night is still, and all asleep,
while the Moon shines on land and sea.
All creatures now their silence keep;
for this day, dear God, we thank Thee.
The water's calm, and flowers bow
their sleepy heads; the day was long.
For every leaf is tired now,
and every bird has lost his song.
Nature sleeps through the quiet night,
as God, with watchful eye, will see,
that nothing will disturb the light
the heavens cast on land and sea.
No, this slumber is not a dream,
but the end of another day.
As all is lit by the moonbeam,
our troubles and cares fly away.
Thank God for these hours of peace,
for later all things will arise.
The glow of Moon and stars will cease,
another source will light the skies.
This star will rise and warm the Earth;
birds will sing in a joyful way.
For the sunrise will now give birth,
to a happy and brand new day.
We ask Thee God to bless this day,
as we toil and work with might.
Keep us away from sin we pray,
so we may rest again tonight.
So we may rest again tonight,
as God, with watchful eye, will see,
that nothing will disturb the light
the heavens cast on land and sea.
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Premiere Contest: Contest No. 257
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 01/04/2017
~1st Place~
Contest: Night Silence
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron
Judged: 06/13/2016
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