Tongueless the bell...

Tongueless the bell!

Lute without a song!

It is not night

It is God's dawn,

Silence its unending song.

Over heart's valley,

In the soul's night,

Through pain's window

Behold! His light!

On Life's Height.

No prayer, now,

Though death-waves roll,

Faith's candle lit,

Beside it sits the soul

Reading Eternity's scroll.