Hymn 254 - "Lord, to our souls Thy light is ever pure,"
Lord, to our souls Thy light is ever pure,
And brings from heav'n what Thou alone canst give;
Yea, brings Thyself, the revelation sure
Of heav'n's eternal bliss: in Thee we live!
We bless Thee, Lord! Of Thee our song shall speak—
Poor and unworthy strains, yet still of Thee.
Come, fill our souls! This blessing would we seek,
To dwell in love, and God our dwelling be.
Be Thou with us! Let no distracting thought
Intrude to hide from us that heav'nly light.
Be Thou our strength! Let not what Thou hast brought
Be chased by idle nature's poor delight.
Be Thou our all! Thy love can fill the soul—
That love that soars beyond all creature thought;
In spirit bring where endless praises roll,
And fill our longing hearts till there we're brought.