I heard you singing

I heard you singing when the dawn was grey

And silver dew on ev'ry blossom lay;

Though the rising sun too soon drank up the dew,

I thought I heard you singing all the long day through.

I heard you singing in the silent hour

When evening came with sleep for bird and flow'r;

A song like happy murmuring of woodland streams,

I thought I heard you singing down the vale of dreams.

Beloved, when the last call echoes clear,

And I must part from all that is so dear,

I shall not fear the valley that before me lies,

If I may hear you singing as I close my eyes.