1 Enduring Soul of all our life,
In whom all things blend,
Unhanging Peace ‘mid storm and strife,
Our Parent, Home, and End,—
2 Through Thee the worlds, with all they bear,
Their mighty courses run;
Through Thee the heavens are passing fair,
And splendor clothes the sun.
3 The thoughts that move the heart of an
And lift his soul on high,
The skill that teaches him to plan
With wondrous subtlety,—
4 These are Thy thoughts, almighty Mind;
This skill is Thine, O Lord,
Who dost by hidden influence bind
All powers in sweet accord.
5 No noble work was e’er begun
Which came not first from heaven;
No living deed was ever done
Without Thine inpulse given.
6 O fill us now, Thou living Power,
With energy divine;
Thus shall our wills from hour to hour
Become not ours, but Thine.
Source: Hymns of the Kingdom of God: with Tunes #126