Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights. James 1:17
Mysterious presence, source of all—
The world without, the soul within,
Fountain of life, O hear our call,
And pour Thy living waters in!
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.
Thy hand unseen to accents clear
Awoke the psalmist’s trembling lyre,
And touched the lip of holy seer
With flame from Thine own altar fire.
That touch divine, still, Lord, impart;
Still give the prophet’s burning word;
And, vocal in each waiting heart,
Let living psalms of praise be heard.