Pray not for ye day or night,
Too soon thy time is run;
And how canst thou discern aright,
The hours of dark or sun.
SUNDIAL OVER JOHN BUNYAN’S PRISON, BEDFORD BRIDGE.
Some days with sorrow are so full up,
’Twould take but a drop to spill the cup;
But that drop in mercy, ne’er is sent,
For troubles to kill were never meant.