1. O Thou, whose own vast temple stands, Built
2. Lord! from thine inmost glory send, With-
over earth and sea! Accept the walls that
in these walls to bide, The peace that dwelleth
human hands Have raised to worship thee.
without end, Serenely by thy side!

3. May erring minds that worship here
Be taught the better way;
And they who mourn, and they who fear,
Be strengthened as they pray.

4. May faith grow firm, and love grow warm,
And pure devotion rise,
While, round these hallowed walls, the storm
Of earth-born passion dies.