Sweet dreams of night which hold me dear,
Ever to hope for future times to come,
Visions of love which aye draw near,
Beckon in the dark that the light has won.
In dew awoke this victory,
That from my eyes scales did fall,
When I saw what old men can't see,
But new men shall know all.
Boundless delight shows ever above,
From soul to shining soul,
For none opposes the incomparable love,
Of God irresistible.
Sing mighty men of battles He fought,
Maidens, tell of his compassion so grand,
All of creation shout with thankful wonder,
Prepare ye the Banquet of the Lamb!