MY work on earth at last is done, The sunset of my life begun; And I upon a lonely way Wend feeble steps at close of day. The dying sun in tender light Kisses the earth a soft good-night; Darkness of night comes on apace, Millions of stars in boundless space Come gleaming with the rising moon, Whose silv'ry lustrous shining ray Makes night more beautiful than day.
And over hill and over dale Resounding echoes from the vale Carry the moans of human wail; And near a hidden quiet nook, I lay me down with one last look. As in a dream I cross a shore, Me thinks I've dwelt there long afore, And see the portals all ajar, While music greets me from afar, Sweet spirits beckon on and on The restless wand'rer they have won. My chastened soul unbound, set free, Floats forth of all captivity, Oblivious of the weary past, Redeemed, and safe at home at last.
