Time's Waters Will Not Ebb

Thou Art The Sun Of Other Days. They Shine By Giving Back The Rays.

Sweet Is The Smile Of Home; The Mutual Look When Hearts Are Of Each Other Sure.

And Help Us, This And Every Day, To Live More Nearly As We Pray.

Why Should We Faint And Fear To Live Alone,since All Alone, So Heaven Has Willed, We Die?nor Even The Tenderest Heart, And Next Our Own,knows Half The Reasons Why We Smile And Sigh.

The Watchful Mother Tarries Nigh Though Sleep Have Closed Her Infant's Eye, For Should He Wake, And Find Her Gone.