Our best companion here on earth;
To thee sole pow’r is giv’n,
T’ illume our dark and dreary way,
As through life’s mazy path we stray,
And bend our steps to heav’n.
’Tis thine to smooth the rugged vale,
To stem the trickling tear;
Thy whispers, as the spicy gale,
Do drooping trav’llers cheer.
Incline thou, to shine now