Lord, what a change within us one short hour
Spent in Thy presence will prevail to make;
What heavy burdens from our bo­soms take,
What parchèd fields refresh as with a shower!

We kneel, and all around us seems to low­er;
We rise, and all, the distant and the near,
Stands forth in sunny outline, brave and clear;
We kneel, how weak; we rise, how full of power.

Why should we ever weak or heart­less be,
Why are we ever overborne with care,
Anxious or troubled, when with us is pray­er,
And joy, and strength, and courage are with Thee?