Ere long this golden light shall pass and fadeExcept all cherish'd mem'ries ye have made.

Disperse the sorrow of my sadden'd mindO Lord, help me some blessed peace to find!

To them, eternal life beginsAnd God Himself shall wipe away all tears.

Come gaze about aged churchyard and beholdThose vanish'd hours of lead and hours of gold.

O May my Song arise like Morning day,And bid me look upon the break of light.