Strange is the wind and the tide,
The heavens eternally wide;
Less fathomed, this life at my side
       Mother's near,
       Do not fear!

Your eyes look steadfast at me,
Something unseen seem to see,^__
Thought of a bird or a bee
       Hark and hear,
       Do not fear!

Love it was beckoned to you
Over the hills, through the blue
Shadows that Shut God from view^__
       I am here,
       Do not fear!