913. The stream of life is going dry

1 The stream of life is going dry;
Thank God, that more and more
I see the golden sands, which I
Could never see before.

2 The banks are dark with graves of friends;
Thank God, for faith sublime
In the eternity that send
Its shadows into time.

3 The flowers are gone that with their glow
Of sunshine filled the grass;
Thank God, they were but dim and low
Reflections in a glass.

4 The autumn winds are blowing chill;
The summer warmth is done;
Thank God, the little dew-drop still
Is drawn into the sun.

5 Strange stream, to be exhaled so fast
In cloudy cares and tears;
Thank God, that it should shine at last,
Along the immortal years.

Text Information
First Line: The stream of life is going dry
Author: Alice Cary
Meter: C. M.
Publication Date: 1873
Topic: Time and Eternity; The Stream of Life
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