Like the rosy northern glow
Flushing on a moonless night
Where the world is level snow,
  So thy light.

In my time of outer gloom
Thou didst come, a tender lure;
Thou, when life was but a tomb,
  Beamedst pure.

Thus I looked to heaven again,
Yearning up with eager eyes,
As sunflow'rs after dreary rain
  Drink the skies.

Oh glow on and brighter glow,
Let me ever gaze on thee,
Lest I lose warm hope and so
  Cease to be.