As my soul has been dutiful

Only to thee,

O God most beautiful,

Lighten thou me,

As I swim through the dim long rollers, with eyelids uplift from the sea.

Be praised and adored of us

All in accord,

Father and lord of us

Alway adored,

The slayer and the stayer and the harper, the light of us all and our lord.

At the sound of thy lyre,

At the touch of thy rod,

Air quickens to fire

By the foot of thee trod,

The saviour and healer and singer, the living and visible God.

The years are before thee

As shadows of thee,

As men that adore thee,

As cloudlets that flee:

But thou art the God, and thy kingdom is heaven, and thy shrine is the sea.

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