The chimes of time are pealing
Across the morning-tide
Dawn’s garnet blush is spilling
Its river to the sky
The little toil and trouble
That we must bear today
Is but a whisper-bubble
In Time’s incessant sway
A melody of moments
Is unleashed to the air
God’s testament of mercy
And love’s long-suffering care
We cannot gather hours
Or moments to our keep
This vapor-gem is ours
To fill before we sleep
And all that we can pray for
As we embrace its flow
Is that God’s love will guide us
As by His grace we go
© Janet Martin
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