Heaven Hails a Happy Man

Pause, ponder as only man can, Freed from mind's prison, what-if's pall, Know, heaven hails a happy man. Right things do happen to man, when He hearkens to soul's silent call, So, pause and ponder as ye can. Do take a panoramic pan, View that the world's no hospice hall, It’s time it hails a happy man. Enough this ill-gotten suntan, Stop chasing Sun, why, why at all? O pause to ponder as man can. Pray, all that ye have to do then— Is to bridge a gulf, fall a wall, Be cosy in a happy den. This done, be a free bird again, Dawn’s dawn not when night’s reign does fall, And haply feel as sure as can, Heaven hails such a happy man.