O Will of God beneath our life,
The sea beneath the wave:
From Thee we rise in mystic strife,
In Thee we find our grave.

O Truth of God beneath our faith,
The rock on which we rest:
Thy Mind is near, Thy Spirit saith
Our home is in Thy breast.

O Love of God beneath our loves,
The fountain to the stream:
The river of Thy peace it moves,
Its tide our surest dream.

O Life of God beneath our death,
The sun behind our gloom:
Thy Christ proclaims in every breath,
The world of fadeless bloom.