3 At last I stopped to listen,
His Voice could not deceive me ;
I saw His kind Eyes glisten,
So anxious to relieve me :
And I thought I heard Him say,
As He came along His way,
O silly souls! &c.
4 He took me on His Shoulder,
And tenderly He kissed me;
He bade my love be bolder,
And said how He had missed me,
And I'm sure I heard Him say,
As He went along His way,
O silly souls! &c.
5 I thought His love would weaken,
As more and more He knew me ;
But it burneth like a beacon,
And its light and heat go through me; And I ever hear Him say,
As He goes along His way,
O silly soul's! &c. Amen.