It sheds upon the dreariness of earth,
And softens down its woes; ’mid fiercest storms,
Dispenses sunshine; on the darkest cloud,
Paints a refulgent bow; aye, takes the dregs
From sorrow’s bitter fount, and brings to view,
O’er sin’s sad ruins, rising walls and towers!
With lightning’s speed, temptation’s fiery darts
Fall powerless beneath its mighty shield!
Thus, more than victor, girt anew with strength,
The soul may triumph o’er its deadliest foe!