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.

Lord, we have wan­dered forth through 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.

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.