Show The Start Look at the skies and see the magic spheres In peace and grandeur unalloyed they keep Their ceaseless journeys while upon the deep The sick home-sick sailor in his hammock hears The starlit waters water's music in his ears What sadness is this causes him to weep And dreams of youthful days to haunt his sleep When memory calls us back we weep sad te tears rs I Oh Dh treasured diadems of holy light That through infinite space neer ne'er cease to roll For thy Ihy light we thank God and pray to gain From thee a lesson for mankind that night Shall not forever cloud th the human soul Man does not live his life and toil in vain Shady Stringer |