Faith

The spirit of prayer, oh God! thy spirit it,
     Burning upon the altar of the heart,
     And struggling upward to THY throne, who art
Sole Arbiter of human destinies.
Not vainly, therefore, shall the cry arise
     From supplicating souls who look to thee,
     In the strong confidence of Faith, to be
Sustained by Heaven when earthly comfort dies,
     And the heart fails through weakness. As our day,
So shall our strength be;—therefore let us bind
     This promise to our heart, and on our way
Press cheerfully, and with a steadfast mind;
Joying to tread the path, which thou hast trod,
And of thy cup to drink, oh blessed SON OF GOD!