Eternal One, Thou living God,Whom changing years unchanged reveal,With Thee their way our fathers trod;The hand they held, in ours we feel.
The same our trust, the same our need,In sorrow’s stress, in duty’s hour;We keep their faith, by Thee decreed,That faith the fount of all our power.
We bless Thee for the growing light;Th’advancing thought, the wid’ning view,The larger freedom, clearer sight,Which from the old unfolds the new.
With wider view, come loftier goal;With fuller light, more good to see;With freedom, truer self control,With knowledge, deeper reverence be.
Anew we pledge ourselves to Thee,To follow where Thy truth shall lead;Afloat upon its boundless sea,Who sails with God is safe indeed!
I know not where the path may lead,How dark the way that I must tread;My feet may walk on fragrant mead,Or midst deep bogs that ’round them spread.
But this I know, whate’er betide,I need not fear nor walk alone;I still may have One at my side,And feel my hand within His own.
I may not have strength of my own,To do the task before me laid;Heart shrink to make the fight aloneAgainst the foe I see arrayed.
But this I know, whate’er the task,Or foe that seeks my soul’s alarm,I need not fear; I need but askThe helpful strength of His strong arm.
I may not know what waits the day,Nor part the veil that hangs between;I may not glimpse one golden rayUpon the further distant scene.
But this I know, if with my bestI played the part I had to play,’Tis safe to leave to Him the rest,For His own time, in His own way.
So let our lips and lives expressThe holy Gospel we profess;So let our works and virtues shine,To prove the doctrine all divine.
Thus shall we best proclaim abroadThe honors of our Savior God,When the salvation reigns within,And grace subdues the power of sin.
Our flesh and sense must be denied,Passion and envy, lust and pride;While justice, temperance, truth, and love,Our inward piety approve.
Religion bears our spirits up,While we expect that blessèd hope,The bright appearance of the Lord,And faith stands leaning on His Word.
Thou didst teach the thronging peopleBy blue Galilee;Speak to us, Thy erring children,Teach us purity.
Thou Whose touch could heal the leper,Make the blind to see;Touch our hearts and turn the sinningUnto purity.
Thou Whose word could still the tempest,Calm the raging sea;Hush the storm of human passion;Give us purity.
Thou didst sinless meet the tempter;Grant, O Christ, that weMay o’ercome the bent to evilBy Thy purity.