Of one who sweetly sang, and deftly played,
But in a foreign land discoursed in vain.
Oh, Daniel well beloved! who plainly said
In no strange tongue the things that were to be,
Simple of manners, and of mind unswayed.
Dear is the welcome of simplicity!
How dear is thine, to whom for this was given
The Hope of Nations over all to see!
Come forth, ye sacred band, inspired of Heaven,
Surround the Prophet silently controlled,