Thou the wrung spirit’s cry, the broken heart’s strong prayer.
Thou hast the deathless love,
That smiled upon the storm and warred with life,
And looked serene, unscathed by earthly strife,
To realms of light above:
Thy priceless gems! oh! dost thou treasure these,
The jewels of the heart, within thy trackless seas?
When the loud voice of God
Shall shake the earth, and like a gathered scroll
At His command the boundless skies shall roll;