Hell, I travel on life's pathways,
 
 Know not what the years may hold.
 
 Hell, I've wandered, oh, grows fonder,
 
 Precious memories flood my soul.
 
 Precious memories, how they linger,
 
 How they ever flood my soul. 
 
 In the stillness of the midnight, 
 
 Precious sacred scenes unfold.