1 Thro' dark and light, thro' storm and sun,
Like ships that sail the sea,
In faith and hope, and purpose, one,
We drift, O, God, to thee.

2 The tender presence of thy love
Is over all our days
And every pray'r we lift above
Is sweet with thankful praise.

3 Today, within this sacred place,
Oh, let thy Spirit be,
That so the joy on every face
May seem a ray from Thee.

4 And Jesus, only let us sing
In one exulting chord,
Beneath the shadow of His wing,
As we have seen the Lord.