Before thy feet I fall, Lord, who made high my fate; for in the mighty small thou show'st the mighty great. Lo, while we ask the stars to learn the will of God, his answer unawares strikes sudden from the sod. He is the Lord of light; he is the thing that is; he sends the seeing sight; and the right mind is his. Henceforth I will resound but praises unto thee; though I was beat and bound, thou gav'st me victory.