WORSHIP

MARY MC D. SANTLEY

Our Father, God, unchanging Love,
We lift our thought to Thee;
All grace Thou art—below, above—
All power and majesty.
Our hearts beat still, for Thou art near;
And reverently we wait,
In sacred hush, Thy voice to hear,
To praise with hearts elate.

Triumphant, strong, the song we bring,
When it reflects but Thee;
When closely to his side we cling
Who mounted Calvary,
And left a path transcendent, bright,
To lead us up to God,—
The way illumed by holy light,
The path his feet have trod.

Assurance comes: Lo! Thine we are,
The "still small voice" we hear;
No sickness, sorrow, death can mar
When Love and power are near.
As children, Father, glad we come,
Our trust in Thee complete;
Our peace Thou art; our restful home;
Our God; our Paraclete.