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.