The Morning Land
By Achsa White Sprague
They sailed from out the sunrise
Into the light of day,
Into the blaze of noontide,
With all its gorgeous ray;
Out of the night of darkness,
Out of the house of pain,
Swift through the morning sunrise,
Swift through the day again.
Sail on, sail on! Life's flowing river
Leads forever to the Giver!
Sail on, sail on! thy bark must be
Forever toward Eternity!
Into the silent darkness,
Into the unknown deep,
Over the silent river
Pass, and never weep!
On the shore there's waiting,
Loved, to clasp thy hand,
Joys of the hereafter,
In that Morning Land!
Source Book
The Poet And Other Poems.
by Achsa White Sprague
Copyright 1864
Published by Boston: William White And Co.,
158 Washington Street.
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