O God of Love, to Thee We Bow

O God of love

to Thee we bow

And pray for these be­fore Thee now

That

close­ly knit in ho­ly vow

They may be in Thee one.

When days are filled with pure de­light

When paths are plain and skies are bright

Walking by faith and not by sight

May they be in Thee one.

When stor­my winds ful­fill Thy will

And all their good seems turned to ill

Then

trust­ing Thee com­plet­ely

still

May they be in Thee one.

Whate’er in life shall be their share

Of quick­en­ing joy or bur­den­ing care

In pow­er to do and grace to bear

May they be in Thee one.