Christian Worship On Light-beams Breaking From Above

On light-beams breaking from above,
The eternal course of mercy runs;
And by ten thousand cords of love
Our heavenly Father guides his sons.

Amidst affliction’s thickest host,
And sorrow’s darkest, mightiest band,
The heavenly cord is drawn the most,
And most is felt the heavenly hand.

Oh, be it mine to feel, to see
Through earth’s perplexed and varying road,
The cords that link us, God, to thee,
And draw us to thine own abode.