Something within me makes me love the roses;
Something within me makes me search the sky;
Something within me makes me roam the meadows;
The woodlands where the trees are still and high.
Something within me makes me sit at twilight
Enraptured with the starlight on the sod;
Something within me thrills at lovely music,
That something in me makes me kin to God.
Something within me makes me like the brothers
Who share with me the path that I must tread;
Something within me wakens hope and longing
To struggle on to summits far ahead.
Something within me keeps me ever dreaming
Of heavenly things amid the thorn and clod;
Something within me speaks of light and beauty,
That something in me makes me kin to God.