Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear, It is not night if thou be near. Oh, may no earthborn cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
Sweet is the smile of home; the mutual look when hearts are of each other sure.
Time's waters will not ebb nor stay.
The voice that breathed o'er Eden, That earliest wedding day.
When you find yourself overpowered, as it were, by melancholy, the best way is to go out and do something.
Give us grace to listen well.