The voice that breathed o'er Eden, That earliest wedding day.
Sweet is the smile of home; the mutual look when hearts are of each other sure.
When you find yourself overpowered, as it were, by melancholy, the best way is to go out and do something.
And help us, this and every day, to live more nearly as we pray.
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.
Time's waters will not ebb nor stay.