But it's warm before the dawn.
The streets are silent as a sleeping mime,
And entire pine trees are preserved in amber
Oozing from the street lights.
Soon the dawn will break,
And the sun will wake
The drowsing streets,
But in this hour
The Lord and I
Are still alone.
Let us know; let us press on to know the LORD;
his going out is sure as the dawn;
he will come to us as the showers,
as the spring rains that water the earth.
(Hosea 6:3 ESV)