Lord of the Far Horizons

    Lord of the far horizons,
    Give us the eyes to see
    Over the verge of sundown
    The beauty that is to be.
    Give us the skill to fashion
    The task of thy command,
    Eager to follow the pattern
    We may not understand.

    Masters of ancient wisdom
    And the lore lost long ago,
    Inspire our foolish reason
    With faith to seek and know.
    When the skein of truth is tangled
    And the lead of sense is blind,
    Foster the fire to lighten
    Our unillumined mind.

    Lord of the lilac ranges
    That lift on the flawless blue,
    Grant us the heart of rapture
    The earlier ages knew—
    The spirit glad and ungrudging,
    And light as the mountain air,
    To walk with the Sons of Morning
    Through the glory of Earth the fair.