"His sun went down in the morning,
While all was fair and bright;
But 'twas not an eclipse of darkness
That hid him from our sight:
For the valley of death was brighter
Then the hills of life he trod,
And the peace that fell on his spirit
Was the calm, deep peace of God."
"His sun went down in the morning,
While all was fair and bright;
But it shines to-day on the far-away hills,
In the land that knows no night."