Cântăre Along the silent path

1. Along the silent path

By viewless spirits trod,

Another little traveler

Hath gone to be with God.



R: Bid us, O Lord, to go,

Or bid us here to stay;

We’ll walk with Thee while here below,

Or up the silent way.



2. Gone up from human love

To higher love and care;

From pain below to peace above,

In mansions, oh, so fair!



3. Attune our hearts, O Lord,

Though they with sorrow swell,

To say this meek, submissive word—

"Thou doest all things well."