Be a voice, sky, Be a voice, sky, Be a voice, skyBe music, night, That her sleep may go Where angels have their pale tall choirs Be a hand, sea, That her dreams may watchThat her beauties may be counted And the stars will tilt their quiet faces Into the mirror of her loveliness Be a road, earth, That her walking may take thee Be music, night, That her sleep may go Where angels have their pale tall choirs Be a hand, sea, That her dreams may watchThat her beauties may be counted And the stars will tilt their quiet faces Into the mirror of her loveliness Be a road, earth, That her walking may take thee Be music, night, That her sleep may go Where angels have their pale tall choirs Be a hand, sea, That her dreams may watchThat her beauties may be counted And the stars will tilt their quiet faces Into the mirror of her loveliness Be a road, earth, That her walking may take thee Where the towns of heaven lift their breathing spires O be a world and a throne, God, That her living may find its weather And the souls of ancient bells in a child's book Shall lead her into thy wondrous house