I do not know what sounds shall greet
My soul's awakening sense,
Nor what new sights await me when
I take my journey hence.
Though folded be my earthly tent,
My soul hath where to stay,
And she shall not be shelterless
One moment of the way!
And I fear no bewilderment,
No shock of sudden change;
To journey to one's home and friends
Will surely not seem strange!
And peace is on the waiting sea,
And rest is on its shore;
And further on—I dare not dream
Of all that lies in store.
How sweet and divine the influence,—in what sublime accord with our theme and place!