There is a time just past sunset
...conditions may arise
That cause your head to turn up West
and gaze at painted skies
The light of day has traveled on
To others in midday
But left behind is afterglow...
Reminding of His grace
That even when He seems to leave
His beauty is still there...
The glory of the sun so great
We cannot watch the light
He paints the clouds with loving care
That afterwards we might.
Psalm 65:8Those who live at the ends of the earth
stand in awe of your wonders.
From where the sun rises to where it sets,
you inspire shouts of joy.