THE ADIEU.
The hour is come, the shades descend,
Yet lovely glows the western sky;
See how the lights and shadows blend;—
Ah, we, dear friend, must say "Good bye."
Yet lovely glows the western sky;
See how the lights and shadows blend;—
Ah, we, dear friend, must say "Good bye."
The hopes, the fears, that robe this hour,
Alternate joy and sorrow give;
But let us trust God's ruling power,.
And light shall cheer us while we live.
Alternate joy and sorrow give;
But let us trust God's ruling power,.
And light shall cheer us while we live.
The early joys of life may perish,
Clouds may obscure the glowing sky;
The moon will rise;—oh, let us cherish
Undying hopes;—my friend, "Good bye."
Clouds may obscure the glowing sky;
The moon will rise;—oh, let us cherish
Undying hopes;—my friend, "Good bye."