“When I remember Thee upon my bed, I meditate on Thee in the night-watches: for Thou hast been my help, and in the shadow of Thy wings will I sing for joy” (Psa. 63:67 JND).
I couldn’t sleep last night, yet did not toss
And fret and worry till the morning came,
And count my wakefulness a dreadful loss
And seek some circumstance that I might blame!
Oh, no! I was quite glad to lose my sleep:
I had such wondrous company to keep!
I couldn’t sleep last night, because the King
Desired to come and hold long conversation,
And tell His love again, and sweetly sing
And bless my soul with loving jubilation;
And I am glad, so glad, I did not yawn
And ask my Lord to come again at dawn!
I couldn’t sleep last night, but through the years
I’ve slept each night that I might save my life;
And then each day I’ve wasted it with fears,
And useless laboring, and fruitless strife,
But now I’ve learned my life is in His keep,
And He’ll be faithful, though I lose my sleep!
I couldn’t sleep last night; so shall it be
In that dark night when others shall be dead
Forever to all hope of liberty;
I’ll be forever with Him, as He said;
And through eternal ages we will keep
Our joyous fellowship, and never sleep!
T. M. Seller