Poems (Carter)/Advent

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ADVENT.
The Advent season comes again,
 The days are short, the nights are long;
My soul! prepare thy Saviour's way!
 In thee let faith and love be strong.

The days are short, the nights are long;
 Use all the powers thy God hath given;
Fill the short day with work that tells;
 Feed hungry souls with Bread of Heaven.

The days are short, the nights are long;
 Kindle in men the Light Divine,
The Light of Love, the Light of Life,
 That they, too, may "arise and shine."

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The days are short, the nights are long;
 His sheep are wandering far afield—
He gave His life—canst Thou not speak?
 Wondrous the power of love revealed!

The days are short, the nights are long;
 But shortest day may well suffice—
God working with us—to restore
 A soul to Him Who paid its price.

The days are short, the nights are long:
 But longest night made bright by Him,
Only reveals His power to fill
 Our cup with joy up to the brim.

The days are short, the nights are long;
 Most loving Bridegroom! still increase
By night and day my love that waits
 To welcome Thee when Time shall cease.

Advent, 1914.

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