The Farewell

Verse 1

Ye golden lamps of heav’n farewell, With all your feeble light; Farewell thou ever-changing moon, Pale empress of the night, Pale empress of the night.

Verse 2

And thou refulgent orb of day, In brighter flames arrayed; My soul, that springs beyond thy sphere, No more demands thy aid, No more demands thy aid.

Verse 3

Ye stars are but the shining dust Of my divine abode, The pavement of those heav’nly courts, Where I shall see my God, Where I shall see my God.