Familiar watch o'er men,
When coarser souls are wrapped in sleep,—
Sweet spirit, meet me then!
There is an hour when holy dreams
Through slumber fairest glide;
And in that mystic hour, it seems
Thou shouldst be by my side.
Familiar watch o'er men,
When coarser souls are wrapped in sleep,—
Sweet spirit, meet me then!
There is an hour when holy dreams
Through slumber fairest glide;
And in that mystic hour, it seems
Thou shouldst be by my side.