Many days ago, our Lord did come,
And some day He will come again,
Ringing in a new year—
A year (everlasting year) of noon,
Never fading to the dusk of sin.
A chiming! Do you hear?
The winged wind and chariot-clouds
Harnessed tight, with lightning reins.
Alas! He draweth near.
Donald W Catchings Jr 