The weak, but loving, human hand
Must cease to guide thee as of yore!
Then as through life thy footsteps stray
And earthly beacons dimly shine,
“Let there be Light” upon thy way,
And holier guidance far than mine.
“Let there be Light” in thy clear soul,
When Passion tempts, or Doubts assail,
When Grief’s dark tempests o’er thee roll
“Let there be Light” that shall not fail!