Golden Gate Sunset
By William Henry Dawson
Oh, the beauty of a sunset
Viewed from San Francisco Bay!
It just seems to make the soul let
Loose from earth and fly away
To a land of love and glory—
To a feast of sweet repose:
Language cannot tell the story—
He who sees it, only, knows.
Oh, the loveliness of sunset,
Viewed from ‘Frisco’s Golden Gate!
It lifts the soul where it can get
A glimpse of heavenly estate.
Soul that’s weary—heavy-laden,
Bent beneath the chastening rod,
When it views a golden sunset,
Touches hands with Nature’s God.