His Mark

His mark - - - - - - - In evil and in righteousness In the mighty and in the small I feel thy hand working ceaseless Beneath all truths Beneath all successes Beneath all failures Work His wisdom and His purposes For the gladness in the face of children For the gladness in the face of sun For the gladness in the face of moon Is but for thy presence Thy love that crowns our days Thy clouds that drop fattening dews And all that spring that brings And all that autumn that pours With bounteous hand Over this smiling land Is but for thy presence These to thee I owe But I can't see thee yet, O God! Please reveal to us Thy sublime beauty Thy tender face Felt to be everywhere Though says the wisdom Not by speech, not by mind Not by sight can He be reached Then how can He be apprehended Unless one says to oneself that He is?