1 I rise from dreams of time,
From the shadows of this life,
From the tombs and places waste,
From an earth of sin and strife;
I rise from dreams of time,
An angel guides my feet, my feet
To thy sacred altar-throne,
Whereon my heart doth beat,
To thy sacred altar-throne,
Whereon my heart doth beat.
2 A lone lamp quivers still,
And a wondrous silence reigns;
Only with voice low and mild,
The Holy One complains:
"Long have I waited here,
And tho' thou heed'st not me, not me,
The heart of Mary's Son
Beats ever on for thee,
The heart of Mary's Son
Beats ever on for thee."
3 In the womb of Maiden meek,
In the Cradle, on the Tree,
Heart of undying love,
It lived, loved, broke for me:
While around me thunders peal,
Yet, as then, behold me now,
By Thy pierced and wounded Hands
By Thy torn and bleeding Brow.
4 O voice of the inward ear!
O voice of complaining love!
O Thou art awful God,
To realms below and above!
Thou waitest and pleadest here,
And canst not from us part,
O veiled and wondrous Son!
O love of the Sacred Heart!
Source: Laudis Corona: the new Sunday school hymn book, containing a collection of Catholic hymns, arranged for the principal seasons and festivals of the year #139