Classic Poem

E VERLASTING , Holy One!
Many a well-beloved son
Thou dost choose like him of old,
For Thy truth's sake to be bold.
Not by any outward sign
Dost Thou show Thy will divine;
Deep within Thy voice doth cry,
And our spirits make reply.

Lo, we stand before Thee now,
And the silent inward vow
Thou hast heard, in that profound,
Where is neither voice nor sound;
Thou hast heard, and Thou wilt bless
With Thy might and tenderness;
We have come to do Thy will;
With Thy love our spirits fill.