Purple Shadows

Purple shadows on the mount­ains

Drop a co­ver­let of rest

As a hand lets down night’s cur­tain

O’er the rough and rug­ged breasts.

Dark and mur­ky are the out­lines

Yet I know to­mor­row’s sun

Will again in beau­ty shin­eth

Till the sha­dows are all gone.

Wait un­til the morn­ing break­eth

Fear no more the sha­do­wy night;

Lift your bur­dened heart that ach­eth

See the dawn­ing rays of light.

Is your heart bowed down with bur­dens

Has the night passed o’er your soul?

O then look be­yond the mount­ains

Know that God in Heav­en rules.

Soon will rise the sun in splen­dor

And your path will all be plain

All the rough ways will be smooth­er

If the Christ in you shall reign.

Now has come the eve of life­time

And the pur­ple shadows fall;

May the peace of God abid­eth

Till death’s an­gel sends his call.

Look! the light of Heav­en shin­eth!

And the soul has found re­lease

From this shado­wy world that lieth

Where the bur­dens nev­er cease.