Classic Poem

Day after day in trailing splendor
Gives way to glories of the night:
Thanksgiving to thy name we render,
Lord of the darkness and the light!

Daily from thee we have our being,
In all this wondrous order set;
Thine omnipresence blinds our seeing,
And in thy gifts we thee forget.

Touch thou our eyes, their blindness healing,
Until the common earth and air
To our illumined sight and feeling
Thy glory and thyself declare:

Till storied marvel, sign and token,
All pale before the nearer thought
Of the vast miracle unbroken,
Hour unto hour around us wrought.