When the stars gather in triumph, to-night,
Raining their Joy thro' the chill and the gloom.
Only one jewel, an emblem of light.
Marvelous planet, thy crest shall illume!
It was Calvary's first.
And its white lustre burst
Wide and resplendent, a dawn and a day!
Clasp it and keep it, O princeland of heaven,
The deep-bosomed worlds for that signal have striven—
Aeons of wrong shall not wrest it away!
When the stars gather in chorus to-night,
Singing the lullaby song of our Lord,
Childhood shall come to us, dimpled and bright.
Kissed by His promise, and fed by His word;
And our fears shall depart,
And our anguish of heart.
Rending darkly the lengthy years through!
And the dust of the perished shall blossom, and beauty
Garland the lowliest pathways of duty.
Rich with the hopes that our spirits renew.
