Doth make us gentle, brave and strong;
And trustful too, till we can see
With eyes of Him of Galilee—
Sweet Sabbath notes from the amateur,
Which filled my soul with a speedy cure.
The bird will better sing, and I
Shall carol sweetly by and by;
After earth’s songs on vernal sod,
Then high above in the choir of God.
What wondrous choir—how vast, how bright,