Broken charm

The sun sinks, gathering in his arms,
Golden rays that once regaled alluring glow
But now shadows youthful graces,
And hides from my roving curious eyes.
The charm of wealth, praise from men,
The charm of beauty, fame and power;
They all fade...
And their clamour 's stilled
Away from the frantic throng,
On my heart a strange calm 's dawned
The sun of the world is now replaced, not by night,
But by the splendour of my Saviour's glorious light.