Tongueless the bell!
Lute without a song!
It is not night
It is God's dawn,
Silence its unending song.
Over heart's valley,
In the soul's night,
Through pain's window
Behold! His light!
On Life's Height.
No prayer, now,
Though death-waves roll,
Faith's candle lit,
Beside it sits the soul
Reading Eternity's scroll.