Let the hot chill of a summer night
pass through mist and darkness
to meet the sun that shines so bright.
Hours passed looking in the distance,
as the sun rises with brightening light
that only compares to your existence.
In the climax of a day, I’ve become numb.
The river of thoughts disappears from my mind
and I stand still, waiting. Let evening come.
Realizing I’m far away from home,
and not ready to miss tonight’s show,
I walk back like today’s sun. Let evening come.
Another day, another dawn.
Another night, the inevitable prolongs,
but don’t worry is not its last drawn.
Let it come, as it will, and don’t be afraid.
God does not leave us comfortless, so let evening come.