Hear the voice of the bard The present, past, and future sees His ears have heard the holy word And walked among the ancient trees Calling the lamb soul And weeping in the evening dew And might control the starry pole And fall and fall in light with you Oh earth, oh earth returned Arise from out the dewy grass The night is worn and the morn Rises from the slumberous mass Turn away no more I will then turn away the starry floor The watch-we shore Has given me ‘til the break of day ‘Til the break of day ‘Til the break of day ‘Til the break of day ‘Til the break of day