In the Evening There is Weeping
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- Опубликовано: 5 сен 2024
- In the Evening There is Weeping
A poem by Frances Ridley Havergal
In the evening there is weeping,
Lengthening shadows, failing sight;
Silent darkness, slowly creeping
Over all things dear and bright.
In the evening there is weeping,
Lasting all the twilight through;
Phantom shadows, never sleeping,
Wakening slumbers of the true.
In the morning cometh singing,
Cometh joy and cometh sight,
When the sun ariseth, bringing
Healing on his wings of light.
In the morning cometh singing,
Songs that ne'er in silence end,
Angel minstrels ever bringing
Praises new with thine to blend.
Are the twilight shadows casting
Heavy glooms upon thy heart?
Soon in radiance everlasting
Night for ever shall depart.
Art thou weeping, sad and lonely,
Through the evening of thy days?
All thy sighing shall be only
Prelude of more perfect praise.
Darkest hour is nearest dawning,
Solemn herald of the day;
Singing cometh in the morning,
God shall wipe thy tears away!
Haunting and Peaceful
Preciosa Musica y Bella Mujer !!!, Viva la Cultura Celta !!!.
¡Gracias!
Beautiful
Sehr schön.
Danke schön!
Holy-smoke, what a beautiful video. 😊
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A lot of these clips have a penny whistle flute expertly played. Liked the music and the ai image.
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Love the music a new fan, being old guy from the country would love if you might consider scrolling the lyrics, I can never understand them but love the music anyway, I know you use some old poems which I love would be greatly appreciated thanks your newest fan - hopper from Louisiana
Thank you! I have placed all the lyrics under the "More" tab (video description). Some of the videos have scrolling lyrics, but most don't. I will try and do more going forward.
Turn on "CC", works for me!
Turn on "CC".