Poem by Wayne Hepburn - Tell Me The Hour

Tell Me The Hour

Tell me the hour, You'll show us your power.
Name me the day, You will take us away.
When is the year, of the end to our fear?
When shall we leave, no longer to grieve
O're things of this earth?

To ascend Your high tower, and live in Your bower,
To be what I may; a bright shining ray
Of Yours, ever dear, eternally near,
Never to leave, because I believe
You gave me new birth.