Song of the Lonely + 

Son, first-born, at home abiding! + 

All without is cold and bare: + 

Hide me from the tempest’s chiding + 

Warm beside the Father’s chair. + 

I am homesick, Lord of splendour! + 

Twilight fills my soul with fright: + 

Let thy countenance befriend her, + 

Shining from the halls of light. + 

I am homesick, loving Father! + 

Long years hath the pain increased: + 

Soon, oh soon! thy children gather + 

To the endless marriage-feast. + 