Tranquil and peaceful is the path of heaven,
Where now so many, fresh from earth’s ripe vintage
So many happy, high and blessed spirits
Wait to receive us.

There life is blissful! shall the spirit tremble?
Bright, heavenly angels wait to lead us yonder;
There dwell the spirits purified by suffering,
Blessing and blessed.

There our lost rose-buds in our hands shall open;
Love, pure and holy, in our bosoms glowing,
Flows from the Father, source of every blessing,
Living and loving.