Poem by Josiah Gilbert Holland

A Song of Doubt

THE day is quenched, and the sun is fled;
    God has forgotten the world! 
The moon is gone, and the stars are dead;
    God has forgotten the world!

Evil has won in the horrid feud
    Of ages with The Throne; 
Evil stands on the neck of Good,
    And rules the world alone.

There is no good; there is no God;
    And Faith is a heartless cheat 
Who bares the back for the Devil's rod
    And scatters thorns for the feet.

What are prayers in the lips of death
    Filling and chilling with hail? 
What are prayers but wasted breath
    Beaten back by the gale?

The day is quenched, and the sun is fled;
    God has forgotten the world! 
The moon is gone, and the stars are dead;
    God has forgotten the world! 

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