William T. Matson
O blessèd Life! the heart at rest
When all without tumultuous seems,
That trusts a higher Will, and deems
That higher Will, not mine, the best.
O blessèd Life! the mind that sees
Whatever change the years may bring
A mercy still in everything,
And shining through all mysteries.
O blessèd Life! The soul that soars,
When sense of mortal sight is dim,
Beyond the sense—beyond to Him
Whose love unlocks the heavenly doors.
O blessèd Life! heart, mind, and soul
From self-born aims and wishes free
In all—at one with Deity,
And loyal to the Lord's control.
O Life! how blessèd!—how divine!—
High Life, the earnest of a higher.
Savior! fulfill my deep desire,
And let this blessèd Life be mine.