Chapter I: Abrahams, 1906

II

BEFORE the glorious orbs of light
Had shed one blissful ray,
In awful power, the Lord of might
Reign’d in eternal day.

At His creative, holy word
The voice of nature spoke,
Unnumber’d worlds with one accord
To living joys awoke.

Then was proclaim’d the mighty King
In majesty on high!
Then did the holy creatures sing
His praises through the sky.

All-merciful in strength He reigns
Immutable! supreme!
His hand the universe sustains,
He only can redeem.

Almighty, powerful and just!
Thou art my God, my Friend,
My rock, my refuge and my trust,
On Thee my hopes depend.

O! be my guardian whilst I sleep,
For Thou didst lend me breath:
And when I wake, my spirit keep,
And save my soul in death.