Shine on our souls, eternal God

Verse 1

Shine on our souls, eternal God! With rays of beauty shine; O let Thy favor crown our days, And all their round be Thine.

Verse 2

Did we not raise our hands to Thee, Our hands might toil in vain: Small joy success itself could give, If Thou Thy love restrain.

Verse 3

With Thee let every week begin, With Thee each day be spent, For Thee each fleeting hour improved, Since each by Thee is lent.

Verse 4

Thus cheer us through this toilsome road, Till all our labors cease; And heaven refresh our weary souls With everlasting peace.

Verse 5

Amen.