HARK! THE VESPER HYMN IS STEALING.

(RUSSIAN AIR.)

Hark! the vesper hymn is stealing

O'er the waters soft and clear;

Nearer yet and nearer pealing,

And now bursts upon the ear:

Jubilate, Amen.

Farther now, now farther stealing

Soft it fades upon the ear:

Jubilate, Amen.

Now, like moonlight waves retreating

To the shore it dies along;

Now, like angry surges meeting,

Breaks the mingled tide of song

Jubilate, Amen.

Hush! again, like waves, retreating

To the shore, it dies along:

Jubilate, Amen.

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