As evening draws her cloak of grey
And the stars begin to glow,
I thrill to the glamour of night
The splendour seen from below.

I think of those who have passed:
Gone to that far off land;
And reflect on the glory of God:
The way our life has been planned.

I never grow tired and weary
As alone the night sky I survey,
It's creation beyond understanding,
A magic no words could portray.

A peace that can't be explained
Strengthens the faith in my heart,
It brings me nearer to God
And I feel my worries depart.

Nothing on earth can compare
With this perfect heavenly sight,
And the calmness of my being
Yields to the beauty of night.

Copyright^© Marian Jones