Father! o’er all thy works, we know,
Thou still art shedding beauty’s glow;
Still touching every cloud and tree
With glory, eloquent of thee;
Still feeding all thy flowers with light,
Though man hath barr’d it from our sight.
We know thou reign’st, the Unchanging One, the All-just!
And bless thee still with free and boundless trust!
We read no more, O God! thy ways
On earth, in these wild, evil days.