Trinity Sunday

Almighty Father! Blessed Son!
Holy Spirit! Three in One!
Thy Name be praised! Thy will be done

Threefold is Thy glorious might,
Threefold is Thy name of light,
"Veil'd before our mortal sight.

Threefold let our praises be,
Great mysterious One, to Thee,
Mighty Father! from the springs

Of Thy life, all living things
Thy eternal purpose brings.
Blessed Saviour! wondrous Word,

Thou didst die, Thy Death restored
Life, else forfeit to the Lord.
Holy Spirit! Thou hast moved

O'er Thy people's hearts, and proved
The delight of being loved.
Father Everlasting! we

Are so drawn in love by Thee,
Lest we should presuming be, — -
Saviour! Thou hast come so near,

So familiar art, and dear,
Lest we should forget to fear, — -
Holy Spirit! sacred Dove!

Life so hangs upon Thy love,
Lest we should unmindful prove, —
Into mystery deeper, higher

Thou dost awfully retire,
Lowlier reverence to inspire;
And what seemed so near our eyes

Thou dost lift into the skies,
Farther than our sense can rise:
That, within the golden door

Sense and sight must wait before,
Faith may enter, and adore.
Mystery! 'tis all around!

Mystery! but ' Holy ground/
Where Thy mercy may be found.
Reason proud may turn to Thee,.

Ask to understand and see,
Whisper, ' How can these things be
Awful and mysterious God!

Have we then so near Thee trod
With shoes of worldly wisdom shod?
Winds around us soft are blowing, —

All can feel, but who are knowing,
Whence they come, and whither going?
How the planets, one by one,

Silver moon, and golden sun,
Their perpetual courses run;
How the buds and blossoms swell,

How the flowers, with joyful bell,
Chime out fragrance, — who can tell!
Every hour on earth we find

Things, familiar as the wind,
Yet beyond the human mind:
Something we, from day to day,

Trust and use, yet cannot say,
We can read its secret way:
Holy lessons God doth teach,

Which the inmost soul do reach.
By more subtle paths than speech.
All such deep heart-teachings must

Humble to the very dust
Human pride, and vain self-trust:
Till our ignorance doth prove

Handmaid help to Faith, and Love,
While they lift the soul above:
And admonish us that more

Than our reason must adore,
When we bow our God before,
O my God! mine all Thou art!

Take my whole in every part,
Nor my head, without my heart:
Threefold is Thy Love to me,

Threefold let my graces be,
Faith, and Hope, and Charity!
Thus shall best f Thy will be done,'

Almighty Father! Blessed Son!
Holy Spirit! Three in One!