And even the headsman's axe may flash O Lord, be there, thine arm made bare, By sword, or tongue, or pen, Thy message unto men. Thy righteous will be done. John Hay The tender blade is hope's young dawn, The harvest,love's new day. A-MEN. 2 O Lord of life, to thee we lift Our hearts in praise for those, Of truth that spreads from shore to shore, 3 Shine forth, O light, that we may see, With hearts all unafraid, The meaning and the mystery Of things that thou hast made: 4 Light up thy Word; the fettered page Light up our way; lead forth this age O Light of light! within us dwell, Through us thy radiance pour, That word and life thy truths may tell, Rev. Washington Gladden |