Ye realms of beauty from afar, What speak ye to the saddened soul? What is the message of each star
All my ways are before thee. Psalm 119:168. Awake, O soul, awake! Enter thy cell of thought,
"Come unto me!" Ah, gentlest word E'er breathed in human ear! "I am thy Savior and thy Lord;
Upon time's surging, billowy sea A ship now slowly disappears, With freight no human eye can see,
"Childhood and youth are vanity." Often o'er life's pathway straying Come sweet strains of long ago,
"For he is our peace." O Bethlehem, where Christ was born And angels watched him where he lay,