No Human Eyes Thy Face May See

No hu­man eyes Thy face may see;

No hu­man thought Thy form may know;

But all cre­ation dwells in Thee

And Thy great life through all doth flow.

And yet

O strange and won­drous thought:

Thou art a God who hear­est pray­er

And ev­ery heart with sor­row fraught

To seek Thy pre­sent aid may dare.

And though most weak our ef­forts seem

Into one creed these thoughts to bind

And vain the in­tel­lec­tu­al dream

To see and know the Eter­nal Mind—

Yet Thou wilt turn them not aside

Who can­not solve Thy life di­vine

But would give up all rea­son’s pride

To know their hearts ap­proved by Thine.

And Thine un­ceas­ing love gave birth

To our dear Lord

Thy ho­ly Son

Who left a per­fect proof on earth

That du­ty

love

and truth are one.

So

though we faint on life’s dark hill

And thought grow weak

and know­ledge flee

Yet faith shall teach us cour­age still

And love shall guide us on to Thee!