Joy and light, joy and light,
Over the crys­tal sea;
Come, come, soft and bright,
Over the crys­tal sea.
Come on your snowy pin­ions white,
Come in the si­lent calm of night,
Watch when the pale stars keep,
Bring the trou­bled one,
Bring the wea­ry one sleep.

Love and rest, love and rest,
Carol in sil­ver tone;
Glad songs, pure and blest,
Carol in silver tone.
Come from the fade­less flowers that grow,
Come from the spark­ling streams that flow,
Come in the mid­night deep,
Bring the trou­bled one,
Bring the wea­ry one sleep.

Voice di­vine, voice di­vine,
Speak, and our souls shall hear;
Sweet, sweet words are Thine,
Speak, and our souls shall hear.
Tell of a cloud­less re­gion fair,
Tell of the ma­ny man­sions there,
Speak to the hearts that weep,
Bring the trou­bled one,
Bring the wea­ry one sleep.