"There is a song so thrilling,
So far all songs excelling,
That he who sings it sings it oft again;
No mortal did invent it,
But God by angels sent it,
So deep and earnest yet so sweet and plain.
"The love that it revealeth
All earthly sorrows healeth,
They flee like mist before the break of day;
When, oh, my soul, thou learnest