“Grant me, O God, a high soft star to be

Calm, still, and bright, to trace my way in heaven,

And shed my light o’er life’s tempestuous sea,

While human hearts, like fragile barks are driven

‘Mid rocks and hidden shoals.
A soul ‘mid glorious souls—

A small, pure star within the glittering band
That high above the clouds, undimmed and grand,

In placid beauty rolls,

To herald on the weary to the land
Where all is rest and peace; to guide the way

To Heaven’s unclouded day!”

S. C. E. M.