Mysterious Presence, Source of All

Verse 1

Mysterious Presence, source of all — the world without, the soul within — thou fount of life, O hear our call, and pour thy living waters in.

Verse 2

Thou breathest in the rushing wind, thy spirit stirs in leaf and flower; nor wilt thou from the willing mind withhold thy light and love and power.

Verse 3

Thy hand unseen to accents clear awoke the psalmist’s trembling lyre, and touched the lips of holy seer with flame from thine own altar fire.

Verse 4

That touch divine again impart, still give the prophet’s burning word; and vocal in each waiting heart let living psalms of praise be heard.