How long
the Night? I do not know, and
God in Mercy does not
show me how...
How long the night.
How soon
the harvest? I can't tell, and
He whose
sun and rain will swell the
seed—He does not say.
How long
until? How long to wait? How
long before at Heaven's
gate
will justice come?
Pray, Watchman,
say, when it comes the dawn?
My hope, my faith
are nearly gone."
How long the night?
An answer
comes now through the shade;
The voice is
firm—I am afraid
I've tempted God.
Have I been
rash? What will He say?
He speaks, His
words my fear allay,
"The Day is sure."
"The
day is sure, my child beloved,
The darkness covering
above you
cannot last."
"Would
you could see it from my side,
it thins; it cannot
long abide the light
I pour your way."
It comes—the
Day!
"And
do not fear the seed won't grow,
beneath the sod where it was sown."
It's growing
now.
"The harvest
comes, it will not wait, tho'
it seems long, it's growing late,
I tell you
true,
The harvest comes,
I promise you."
O Lord, my
eyes can only see the
earth-side shape of
things to be,
And tho' I cry,
I now confess
Your Word, my own, and
fix my heart on You
alone, who
speak to me.
I say,
The Day is sure, the night will fade, the
harvest—tho'
it seems delayed—
will surely come.
My eyes shall
see it, all around, the light,
the wheat upon the
ground,
When morning comes,
When harvest comes,
My eyes shall see.
Jack
Hayford Ministries
14800 Sherman Way, Van Nuys, CA 91405-2233