Farewell to your splendour bright!
Higher now I soar, far higher,
Where there is such glorious day,
Ye will vanish quite away.
Fare ye well, beloved friends!
Ye whose tears so fast are flowing;
God for all will make amends,
For our griefs are his bestowing:
Weep not joys that can’t endure,
Heavenly joys alone are sure.