Songs We Like to Sing

Published 1912
Hath Not Thy Heart Within Thee Burned

     S. G. Bulfinch                                         Lowell Mason

Hath not thy heart within thee burned
At evening's calm and holy hour,
As if its inmost depths discerned
The presence of a loftier power?

Hast thou not heard 'mid forest glades,
While ancient rivers murmured by,
A voice from out th' eternal shades,
That spake a present Deity?

It was the voice of God that spake
In silence to thy silent heart,
And bade each worthier tho't awake,
And ev'ry dream of earth depart.


© 1999, 2003, Lynn Waterman