Without Me you can do nothing. John 15:5
O will of God beneath our life,
The sea beneath the wave:
From Thee we rise in mystic strife,
In Thee we find our grave.
O truth of God beneath our faith,
The rock on which we rest:
Thy Mind is near, Thy Spirit saith
Our home is in Thy breast.
O love of God beneath our loves,
The fountain to the stream:
The river of Thy peace it moves,
Its tide our surest dream.
O life of God beneath our death,
The sun behind our gloom:
Thy Christ proclaims in every breath,
The world of fadeless bloom.