Not in Dumb Resignation

Not in dumb re­sig­na­tion

We lift our hands on high;

Not like the nerve­less fa­tal­ist

Content to trust and die;

Our faith springs like the ea­gle

That soars to meet the sun;

And cries ex­ult­ing­ly to Thee

O Lord

Thy will be done!

Thy will! It strength­ens weak­ness

It bids the strong be just;

No lip to fawn

no hand to beg

No brow to seek the dust;

Wherever man op­presses man

Beneath Thy li­ber­al sun

O Lord

be there

Thine arm made bare

Thy right­eous will be done!