O Source
divine,
and life
of all,
The Fount
of
being’s
wondrous
sea!
Thy depth
would
every
heart
appall
That saw
not love
supreme
in Thee.
We shrink
before
Thy vast
abyss,
Where
worlds on
worlds
eternal
brood:
We know
Thee
truly but
in this—
That Thou
bestowest
all our
good.
And
so, ’mid
boundless
time and
space,
O grant
us still
in Thee
to dwell,
And
through
the
ceaseless
web to
trace
Thy
presence
working
all
things
well.
Nor
let Thou
life’s
delightful
play
Thy
truth’s
transcendent
vision
hide;
Nor
strength
and
gladness
lead
astray
From
Thee, our
nature’s
only
Guide.
Bestow
on every
joyous
thrill
Thy
deeper
tones of
reverent
awe:
Make pure
Thy
children’s
erring
will,
And teach
their
hearts to
love Thy
law.
