Hear the voice of the bard
The present, past, and future sees
His ears have heard the holy word
And walked among the ancient trees
Calling the lamb soul
And weeping in the evening dew
And might control the starry pole
And fall and fall in light with you
Oh earth, oh earth returned
Arise from out the dewy grass
The night is worn and the morn
Rises from the slumberous mass
Turn away no more
I will then turn away the starry floor
The watch-we shore
Has given me ‘til the break of day
‘Til the break of day
‘Til the break of day
‘Til the break of day
‘Til the break of day