_Ar Hyd y Nos_
(After Ceiriog to this Welsh Air)
Fiery day is ever mocking
Man's feeble sight;
Darkness eve by eve unlocking
Heav'n's casket bright;
Thence the burdened spirit borrows
Strength to meet laborious morrows,
Starry peace to soothe his sorrows,
All through the night.
Planet after planet sparkling,
All through the night,
Down on Earth, their sister darkling,
Shed faithful light.
In our mortal day's declining,
May our souls, as calmly shining,
Cheer the restless and repining,
Till lost in sight.