p.112
Tune: The Last Words of Copernicus, Sarah Lancaster, 1869
Text: Philip Doddridge, 1755
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 arrayed;
My soul which springs beyond thy sphere,
No more demands thy aid.
Tune: The Last Words of Copernicus, Sarah Lancaster, 1869
Text: Philip Doddridge, 1755
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 arrayed;
My soul which springs beyond thy sphere,
No more demands thy aid.
