- Jon Pourroy
- Arlene Pourroy
- Wordlight Publishing
- Ab Major
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Music by Jon Pourroy
Lyrics by Arlene Pourroy
The sun has gone to other fields.
The moon has vanished in the troubled clouds.
The storm wind blows the branches where the sparrows sleep.
I keep my watch.
I keep my watch throughout the darkest night.
I watch in light from long ago,
When I saw the child in light of heaven’s clouds.
Now he is grown, his goodness in a stony tomb.
And yet I watch because I know the darkest hour precedes the dawn.
For dawn will come to waiting hearts.
The sparrow wakes and feeds her brood —
Her branch bent low, touching the ground.
I too may in meekness bend as the dawn shines
Where I thought it was the darkest hour.
Yes, dawn is here —
Its radiant light from that which was, and is, and still shall be.
Goodness springs forth,
Free and unhampered by the stone.
My light is risen and I know the darkest hour vanishes at dawn.
Copyright 1995 Wordlight Publishing