No human eyes thy face may see, No human thought thy form may know;
But all creation dwells in thee,
And thy great life thro’ all doth flow.
And yet, Oh, strange and wondrous tho’t!
Thou art a God who hearest prayer:
And every heart with sorrow fraught,
To seek thy present aid may dare.
And thou wilt turn them not aside
Who cannot solve thy life divine,
But would give up all reason’s pride,
To know their hearts approved by thine.
And thine unceasing love gave birth
To our dear Lord, thy holy Son,
Who left a perfect proof on earth
That duty, love, and trust are one.
So, though we faint on life’s dark hill,
And thought grow weak, and knowledge flee,
Yet faith shall teach us courage still,
And love shall guide us on to thee.
T. W. Higginson
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