Soft whisperings and laughters loud,
The song of birds, the insects' hum,
Storm-music of the thunder-cloud—
And be no longer dumb.
IV.
That jubilance of bridal mirth,
First felt at Cana, has not ceased;
Christ's Presence still regales the earth,
Still glorifies the feast.
The Ruler of the feast of life
Still with a sacramental sign
Confirms the love of man and wife,
And makes the water wine.
And His the glory still revealed
When lovers plight and keep their vows;
Himself the Bridegroom Who has sealed
The Church to be His Spouse.