Spirit of Song, life's golden ray...

Spirit of Song, life's golden ray

That burneth in this house of clay,

Despite the stress of blast and tempest

To quench the flickering light and play;

Rapture of seraphs bright thou art,

Yet kindlest in the human heart

The fluid soul's upbreathed emotion,

Whose light shines clear as a star apart,—

A fairer light of sweeter fame

Than science knows to praise or blame,

Wherein the soul has open vision,

And feels the glow of His holy flame.