1. Sister, thou wast mild and lovely,Gentle as the summer breeze,Pleasant as the air of eveningWhen it floats among the trees.
2. Peaceful be thy silent slumber,Peaceful in the grave so low;Thou no more wilt join our number;Thou no more our songs shalt know.
3. Dearest sister, thou hast left us;Here thy loss we deeply feel;But ’tis God that hath bereft us;He can all our sorrows heal.
4. Yet again we hope to meet theeWhen death’s gloomy night has fled;Then on earth with joy to greet theeWhere no bitter tears are shed.