Hark! the Vesper Hymn is Stealing

by Thomas Moore

I.
Hark ! the vesper hymn is stealing,
O’er the waters soft and clear;
Nearer yet and nearer pealing,
Jubilate, Amen.
Farther now, now farther stealing,
Soft it fades upon the ear,
Jubilate, Amen.

II.
Now, like moonlight waves retreating
To the shore, it dies along;
Now, like angry surges meeting,
Breaks the mingled tide of song.
Jubilate, Amen.
Hush ! again, like waves, retreating
To the shore, it dies along,
Jubilate, Amen.