O Light, from age to age the same,
O ever liv­ing Word,
Here have we felt Thy kind­ling flame,
Thy voice with­in have heard.

Here ho­ly thought and hymn and pray­er
Have wing­ed the Spi­rit’s pow­ers,
And made these walls di­vine­ly fair,
Thy temp­le, Lord, and ours.

O not in vain their toil who wrought
To build faith’s freer shrine;
Nor theirs whose stead­fast love and thought
Have watched the fire di­vine.

Burn, holy Fire, and shine more wide!
While na­tions rise and fall,
Faith, hope, and cha­ri­ty abide,
The heart and soul of all.