Lord of the Far Horizons

Lord of the far horizons, Give us the eyes to see Over the verge of sundown The beauty that is to be. Give us the skill to fashion The task of thy command, Eager to follow the pattern We may not understand.

Masters of ancient wisdom And the lore lost long ago, Inspire our foolish reason With faith to seek and know. When the skein of truth is tangled And the lead of sense is blind, Foster the fire to lighten Our unillumined mind.

Lord of the lilac ranges That lift on the flawless blue, Grant us the heart of rapture The earlier ages knew— The spirit glad and ungrudging, And light as the mountain air, To walk with the Sons of Morning Through the glory of Earth the fair.