The Afternoon

_He is sufficient, and He makes suffice; Praise thus again thy Lord, mighty and wise_. God is enough! thou, who in hope and fear Toilest through desert-sands of life, sore tried, Climb trustful over death's black ridge, for near The bright wells shine: thou wilt be satisfied. God doth suffice! O thou, the patient one, Who puttest faith in Him, and none beside, Bear yet thy load; under the setting sun The glad tents gleam: thou wilt be satisfied. By God's gold Afternoon! peace ye shall have: Man is in loss except he live aright, And help his fellow to be firm and brave, Faithful and patient: then the restful night! _Al Mughni! best Rewarder! we Endure; putting our trust in Thee_.