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The Last Words of Copernicus

The Last Words of Copernicus

Ye golden lamps of Heav'n farewell,
   With all your feeble light;
Farewell thou ever changing moon,
  Pale empress of the night.
And thou refulgent orb of day,
   In brighter flames array'd;
My soul which springs beyond thy sphere
  No more demands thy aid.

Ye stars are but the shining dust
   Of my divine abode,
The pavements of those heavenly courts,
  Where I shall see my God.
The Father of eternal light
   Shall there his beams display;
Nor shall one moment's darkness mix
  With that unvaried day.
No more the drops of piercing grief
  Shall swell into my eyes;
Nor the meridian sun decline,
  Amidst those brighter skies.
There all the millions of his saints
  Shall in one song unite;
And each the bliss of all shall view
   With infinite delight.

From the Original Sacred Harp
RG

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