Oh, bless­èd Life! The heart at rest,
When all with­out tu­mul­tu­ous seems,
That trusts a higher will, and deems
That high­er Will, not mine, is best.

O bless­èd Life! The mind that sees,
Whatever change the years may bring,
A mer­cy still in ev­ery thing,
And, shin­ing through all mys­te­ries.

O bless­èd Life! The soul that soars,
When sense of mor­tal sight is dim,
Beyond the sense, be­yond to Him,
Whose love un­locks the heav’n­ly doors.

O bless­èd Life! Heart, mind, and soul,
From self-born aims and wish­es free,
In all at one with De­ity,
And loy­al to the Lord’s con­trol.

O Life, how bless­èd, how di­vine!
High life, the ear­nest of a higher!
Savior, ful­fill my deep de­sire,
And let this bless­èd Life be mine!