Father, in thy mysterious presence kneeling,

Fain would our souls feel all thy kindling love,

For we are weak, and need some deep revealing

Of trust, and strength, and calmness, from above.

2 Lord, we have wandered forth thro’ doubt and sorrow,

And thou hast made each step an onward one;

And we will ever trust each unknown morrow—

Thou wilt sustain us till its work is done.

3 In the heart’s depths, a peace serene and holy

Abides, and when pain seems to have her will,

Or we despair—O may that peace rise slowly,

Stronger than agony, and we be still.

4 Now, Father, now, in thy dear presence kneeling,

Our spirits yearn to feel thy kindling love:

Now make us strong, we need thy deep revealing

Of trust, and strength, and calmness, from above.