And warm and warmer glows.
2 Faith grasps the blessing she desires,
Hope points the upward gaze;
And love, untrembling love inspires
The eloquence of praise.
3 But sweeter far the still, small voice,
Heard by the human ear,
When God hath made the heart rejoice,
And dried the bitter tear.
4 Nor accents flow, nor words ascend;