Sooth the feverish, restless spirit,

Bring us messages of light;

Messages of love to cheer us

Onward still, though dark the way,

Whispers fraught with hope and courage

For the battles of the day.

’Midst the clamor and the tumult

And the din of shop and mill,

Still the voices of our loved ones

All our vibrant beings thrill

With celestial music holy;

Quenching lust, and pain and strife,

Which are rife where Mammon reigneth

All supreme in human life.

When the evening shadows lengthen

On life’s pathway, as we go,

And our sight is getting dimmer

And the sands of time run low,

“Courage, brother,” still they whisper,

“Keep the path, we’ll guide the way,

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