O Will of God beneath our life, The sea beneath the wave: From Thee we rise in mystic strife, In Thee we find our grave. O Truth of God beneath our faith, The rock on which we rest: Thy Mind is near, Thy Spirit saith Our home is in Thy breast. O Love of God beneath our loves, The fountain to the stream: The river of Thy peace it moves, Its tide our surest dream. O Life of God beneath our death, The sun behind our gloom: Thy Christ proclaims in every breath, The world of fadeless bloom.