Pleyel's Hymn
Solemn strikes the funeral chime.
Notes of our departing time,
As we journey here below
Through a pilgrimage of woe.
Mortals now indulge a tear;
For mortality is here!
See how wide her trophies wave
O'er the slumbers of the grave.
Here another guest we bring;
Seraph of Celestial wing,
To our funeral altar come,
Waft this friend and brother home.
Lord of all! below - above-
Fill our hearts with truth and love;
When dissolves our earthly tie,
Take us to Thy Lodge on High.