St. John Rivers
In the light of the virgin evening
In the vale of a midnight blue
God has seen I'm at last rewarded
He has sent me to you
I have heard His divine commandment
I have sailed His celestial sea
In the harmony of the heaven
He's proclaimed to me
What He intends for our destiny
Jane, you're to be my wife
The helpmeet of my life
This is the Lord's decree
Jane, you should be a missionary wife
Jane, you could have a visionary life
The rock of ages is yours to lean on
Jane, we were formed
For labour, not love
Jane, show your faith
In your Saviour above
As now I claim you
Now I claim you
To be my wife
In name and heart
For God and Christ
Now and forever
For the rest of your life
Jane
Marriage? St. John, we are not formed for love, how can you talk to me of marriage? I am ready to go with you to India, but I must go free.
St. John
Do you think God will be happy with half an obligation?
Jane
Oh, I will give my heart to God. It is you who do not really want it.
St. John
Surely, enough love will follow after our marriage.
Jane
There's a love that cannot be explained
A flame so bright it cannot be contained
You and I will never share
Such rare delights together
Don't ask me how I know this to be true
St. John
Love is not the portrait
It's the frame
Love is not the truth
It's just the claim
What we should aspire to
Is far beyond mere passion
Let us kneel to feel God's guiding hand
Jane
Speak to my secret soul
I am oppresed
I scorn his idea of love
But praise his quest
If I forsake half myself
Will the whole of me be blessed
St. John
God give her strength
To know the way
And to see Your will be done
Like a soldier to fight
'Til the battle is won
Father, fill her with light
'Til the whole of her be blessed
Rochester
Jane...Jane
Jane
I'll go with him as his wife
If it's the true will of God
Rochester
Jane...Jane
Jane
Oh, God! What is it?
Edward? Edward, where are you? Edward?
Edward, where are you? Wait for me!
Ensemble
There is a silence I hear
There is a presence I feel
Almost at hand
So nearly real
There is a clear rising moon
One distant church bell has tolled
There is a frost on the moon...
Jane
But I don't feel the cold
