Lord, Beneath Whose Equal Hand

Lord

be­neath whose eq­ual hand

Present

past

and fu­ture stand

Hear us of­fer grate­ful praise

For Thy gifts in by­gone days:

Gifts of gain and gifts of loss

Boon of crown

and boon of cross

Blessings from our an­gels fled

Living gifts from hands long dead.

Children of the pre­sent

we

Dare not face it with­out Thee.

In this vi­vid

stern to­day

Nerve our work

and hear us pray.

Help us keep no peace with sin

Calm us by Thy peace with­in;

Shield us from the day’s fierce light

Shine through­out the dark­some night.

For our fu­ture

best shall be

That which seem­eth best to Thee!

Take our start­ing hopes and fears

Giver of our chang­ing years!

We would make nor pray­er nor moan;

Thou art wise

and Thou alone

Father

in whose lov­ing hand

Present

past

and fu­ture stand.