O Thou, to outward eye unseen,
But for the thought of thee
How sad and strange our lives had been,
How full of mystery!

O happy thought, that we are thine,
Our life is wrapt in thee,
The human linked with the divine
For all eternity!

The wrong, the false, must pass away,
With all things not of thee;
The darkness vanish in the ray
Of truth and purity.

Good only can immortal be,
Evil at last shall fall;
The right must win the victory,
And God be all in all.