It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquility; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea; Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder—everlastingly. Dear child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here, If thou appear untouched by solemn thought, Thy nature is not therefore less divine: Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year; And worshipp'st at the Temple's inner shrine, God being with thee when we know it not.
[00:06.71]It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, [00:11.40]The holy time is quiet as a Nun [00:14.23]Breathless with adoration; the broad sun [00:17.96]Is sinking down in its tranquility; [00:21.23]The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea; [00:25.38]Listen! the mighty Being is awake, [00:29.11]And doth with his eternal motion make [00:31.53]A sound like thunder—everlastingly. [00:36.43]Dear child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here, [00:41.82]If thou appear untouched by solemn thought, [00:45.66]Thy nature is not therefore less divine: [00:49.44]Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year; [00:53.28]And worshipp'st at the Temple's inner shrine, [00:57.61]God being with thee when we know it not. [01:01.70]
