Wake and see the darkness through
And my ears, no longer bound,
List, to the heavenly sound!
(A pause. Anna lights a small lamp. As she goes to place it in the window she stops. Its light falls on the sleeping child)
Mary.—
See, from his face has passed the pain.
And every sense of heart and brain
Is gathered unto rest again.
O son, O child, while round thy sleep
The peace of God lies folded deep,