February/March 2014 - Vol. 72

.Dark was the Night

from The Night, by Henry Vaughan

…There is in God, some say,
A deep but dazzling darkness, as men here
Say it is late and dusky, because they
See not all clear.
O for that night! where I in Him
Might live invisible and dim!

The world’s last night
by Stephen Bick

Soon, so soon, will come the world’s last night
And all the fields await the coming dawn. 
All rivers, trees, fixed in heraldic light
To greet their Lord who comes to claim His own

Nothing will be lost, no; we will find
That fiercest joys on earth were only dreams
Of realer lands to come and broadened time
But much will be packed up, no longer seen

Hope will raise its anchor, minor chords
Resolve as faith, all blinking, gains its sight.
Do not mourn these things but, man, be awed:
The stars preside over the world’s last night

Stephen Bick lives in Cambridge, UK, where he studying at Cambridge University for a BA in music. He is a choral scholar at Gonville and Caius college, and in his free time is getting involved with Christian life on campus. Stephen grew up in London, UK and has been actively involved in Kairos and Antioch Community. 

Check out his blog: To Build A Fire. .

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