"Watchman, tell me of the night;
I see darkness, I see strife;
I feel certain nothing's certain,
All conspires against our life."
"Yes, you've spoken and you've queried,
Morning comes but don't be wearied;
Soon the night will come again
With its toils that then attend;
You must look out and prepare wisely,
Be not quiet nor sit by idly.
If you'd ask then ask again—
See His grace does now extend."
- D. Benning
based on Isa. 21:11 - 12
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