Let the Sun always shine as now, O Lord!
And the bright grass shimmer on the sloping sward,
And the gold bees laugh with all their honey stored …
Let the Sun always shine as now, O Lord!

Life is a transient sunbeam on the wing:
Joy is fleeter than are the hours of Spring,
Vanishing swift as skylarks when they sing;
Life is a transient sunbeam on the wing!

Let the light never darken on my way.
Lord, be the watcher of my life each day,
And let me die ere Winter chases May—
Let the light never darken on my way!