A comfort on life's way.
Fearless thy earnest, noble soul did stand,
Not mid the lofty masters of the land,
But with thy brothers, 'mong their lowly huts,
A member of their band.
O! chosen one, for whom we proudly weep.
Of whom thy friends a loved remembrance keep,
How patiently thy weary lot was borne
Till peaceful thou did'st sleep!
Rejoice we at thy absence; gone before