“Whence comes, O my God, this sweet peace that surrounds
My glad heart? And this faith that within me abounds?
To me who, uncertain, in anguish of mind,
On an ocean of doubt tossed about by each wind,
Was seeking for truth in the dreams of the sage,
And for peace, among hearts that were chafing with rage.
A sudden—there flashed on my soul from above
A vision of glorified heavenly love;
It seemed that an age and a world passed away
And I rise, a new man, to enjoy a new day.”