Where the faded flower shall freshen—
Freshen never more to fade;
Where the shaded sky shall brighten—
Brighten never more to shade:
Where the sun blaze never scorches;
Where the star beams cease to chill;
Where no tempest stirs the echoes
Of the wood
or wave
or hill;
Where the morn shall wake in gladness
And the noon the joy prolong
Where the daylight dies in fragrance
’Mid the burst of holy song:
Brother
we shall meet and rest
’Mid the holy and the blest!
Where no shadow shall bewilder
When life’s vain parade is o’er
Where the sleep of sin is broken
And the dreamer dreams no more:
Where the bond is never severed;
Parting
claspings
sob and moan
Midnight waking
twilight weeping
Heavy noontide—all are done:
Where the child has found its mother
Where the mother finds the child
Where dear families are gathered
That were scattered on the wild:
Where the hidden wound is healèd
Where the blighted life re-blooms
Where the smitten heart the freshness
Of its buoyant youth resumes:
Where the love that here we lavish
On the withering leaves of time
Shall have fadeless flowers to fix on
In an ever spring-bright clime:
Where we find the joy of loving
As we never loved before—
Loving on
unchilled
unhindered
Loving once and evermore:
Where a blasted world shall brighten
Underneath a bluer sphere
And a softer
gentler sunshine
Shed its healing splendor here:
Where earth’s barren vales shall blossom
Putting on their robe of green
And a purer
fairer Eden
Be where only wastes have been:
Where a king in kingly glory
Such as earth has never known
Shall assume the righteous scepter
Claim and wear the holy crown:
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