1. Stand early at a grave now hosting its soil
A full moon by the darkness, its nights failed it

2. Virtues weep, and piety weeps its features
Merit grieves, and kindness grieves its hands

3. He attained mercies in the Abode of Eternity as
He is called Father of Mercy in what we name him

4. Thus his chronicler by his hand etched for him
Elias, no doubt, alive by his Creator