More Light Shall Break

More light shall break from out Thy Word

For pil­grim fol­low­ers of the gleam

Till

led by Thy free Spir­it

Lord

We see and share the pil­grim dream.

What migh­ty hopes are in our care

What ho­ly dreams of bro­ther­hood;

God of our fa­thers

help us dare

Their pass­ion for the com­mon good.

Wild roars the blast

the storm is high;

Above the storm are shin­ing still

The lights by which we live and die;

Our peace is ev­er in Thy will.

The an­cient stars

the an­cient faith

Defend us till our voy­age is done;

Across the floods of fear and death

The May­flow­er still is sail­ing on.