The Moonlight Scene
How beautiful! the moonlight falls
So softly o'er the wave,
It minds me of the land whose shore
God's boundless love doth lave.
How gloriously the moonbeams dance
Upon the summer sea,
As if a fairy festival
Was held in merry glee!
How true to Nature! Launch the boat
O ye upon the shore!
And gently on that sparkling tide
Now ply the dripping oar.
Would I were there, and by my side
Some noble, cherished friend,
Glad hours upon those moonlit waves
Alone with me to spend!
The soothing charm of such a scene!
It cometh o'er my soul,
And, with a welcome glad and free,
I bow to its control.
O Thou who giveth man the power
Thy fair works thus to show!
Thanks for the boon, as now my soul
The blessedness may know
Of gazing on a scene like this,
Which minds me of that land
Where all is beautiful and bright,
Or glorious and grand.
So softly o'er the wave,
It minds me of the land whose shore
God's boundless love doth lave.
How gloriously the moonbeams dance
Upon the summer sea,
As if a fairy festival
Was held in merry glee!
How true to Nature! Launch the boat
O ye upon the shore!
And gently on that sparkling tide
Now ply the dripping oar.
Would I were there, and by my side
Some noble, cherished friend,
Glad hours upon those moonlit waves
Alone with me to spend!
The soothing charm of such a scene!
It cometh o'er my soul,
And, with a welcome glad and free,
I bow to its control.
O Thou who giveth man the power
Thy fair works thus to show!
Thanks for the boon, as now my soul
The blessedness may know
Of gazing on a scene like this,
Which minds me of that land
Where all is beautiful and bright,
Or glorious and grand.
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