And then I thought if I should ever
Reach that dear home, to leave it never,
I too would find some angel-spirit
Risen from Earth through Christ, his merit,
With whom I too might ever hover,
In heavenly love, a heavenly lover.
Then did it seem—oh pray no sin
So sweet a thought of heaven be in!
Then did it seem, that heaven the dearer
Would surely be, and joy sincerer,