As Heavenly Guest, with Thee to feast:
Oh! be Thou near, my soul to cheer,
That doubt and fear, may disappear,
That joy and rest, may fill my breast,
That visions bright, of heavenly light,
Like his to-night, may cheer my sight.
Should quiet sleep my senses keep,
And Fancy leap the pathless steep,
Where whirl the streams of airy dreams,
With glittering gleams, of heavenly beams,—