O God, Thy world is sweet with pray­er;
The breath of Christ is in the air;
We rise on Thy free Spir­it’s wings,
And ev­ery thought with­in us sings.

Thou art our morn­ing and our sun,
Our work is glad, in Thee be­gun;
Our foot worn path is fresh with dew,
For Thou creat­est all things new.

O God, with­in us and above,
Close to us in the Christ we love,
Through Him, our on­ly guide and way,
May hea­ven­ly life be ours to­day!