  Hail, protecting spirit, hail! Guardian of my being here; Though my faltering footsteps fail, And I sink in doubt and fear, Still to cheer me Thou art near me, All unseen by mortal eye,— All unheard by mortal ear; Thou, a spirit of the sky, Dost protect and guide me here. Hail, immortal spirit, hail! When the storm is in my breast, And the foes of peace assail, Thou canst calm my soul to rest. Then to cheer me Still be near me— Guardian angel, to me given, Guide me still till life be o’er, Then to that long looked-for heaven, Let my happy spirit soar. |
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