Aurora, when wilt thou appear,
2And with thy
lightsome looks my spirit cheer?
3Methinks thou let’st old
Night too much prevail;
4She too long
laps us in her
5Which makes me fear confuséd
Involve this globe (once more) in shades of Night.
7Fool that I am, so foolishly to think,
8As if ’twere dark, because my eyes do wink,
9When He hath said (whose word shall never fail),
10That truth, and light, and life should still prevail.
11Then do but show the
12And these black
embryos with their dam will
13If day (my soul) so
14What will the
Resurrection be to thee?
Whenas the last (and loudest)
trump shall sound,
16Which will be heard the universe all round,
17That from our drowsy
causes shall us wake:
18Then shall we darkness,
dust, and death off shake,
19And in our sleeping
urns no longer lie,
20But being clothed with immortality,
21Guided by Grace and Truth where Love doth dwell,
22Whilst Night, Death, Error shall be trod to Hell.
23Then on soft mercy’s wings I’ll mount above
24Where all shall end, but in endless joy and love.