AND come, ye faithful! round Messiah seen, With a soft harmony of tears and light Streaming through all your spiritual mien -- As in calm clouds of pearly stillness bright, Showers weave with sunshine, and transpierce their slight Ethereal cradle. From @3your@1 heart subdued All haughty dreams of power had winged their flight, And left high place for martyr fortitude, True faith, long-suffering love. Come to me, come! And as the seas, beneath your Master's tread, Fell into crystal smoothness, round Him spread Like the clear pavement of His heavenly home; So, in your presence, let the soul's great deep Sink to the gentleness of infant sleep. |