The stain of tears and sorrows deep!
Or charm me with thy dreamy spell,
And paint a smile where tears had been;
And lead me to the pastures green,
Where I shall find Immanuel!
In waking hours I love to rove
Where Israel’s shepherd feeds his sheep;
Now, on thy wings, O, gentle sleep,
Come, bear me to the spot I love!
Farewell—sad world, farewell to thee!