O God, from whose unfathomed Law the year in beauty flows,
Yourself the vision passing by in crystal and in rose,
Day unto day shall utter speech, and night to night proclaim,
In ever changing words of light, the wonder of your name.
Yourself the vision passing by in crystal and in rose,
Day unto day shall utter speech, and night to night proclaim,
In ever changing words of light, the wonder of your name.
- from a hymn by Frances Whitmarsh Wile