Ye Golden Lamps of Heaven, Farewell

Ye gold­en lamps of heav’n! fare­well

With all your fee­ble light;

Farewell

thou ever chang­ing moon

Pale em­press of the night!

And thou

re­ful­gent orb of day

In bright­er flames ar­rayed!

My soul

which springs be­yond thy sphere

No more de­mands thine aid.

Ye stars are but the shin­ing dust

Of my di­vine ab­ode

The pave­ment of those heav’n­ly courts

Where I shall reign with God.

The Fa­ther of eter­nal light

Shall there His beams dis­play;

Nor shall one mo­ment’s dark­ness mix

With that un­var­ied day.

No more the drops of pierc­ing grief

Shall swell in­to mine eyes;

Nor the me­ri­di­an sun de­cline

Amidst those bright­er skies.

There all the mill­ions of His saints

Shall in one song unite

And each the bliss of all shall share

With in­fi­nite de­light.