"Now we see through a glass darkly. "

THY way, O God, is in the sea; Thy paths I can not trace, Nor comprehend the mystery Of thine unbounded grace.

Here the dark vails of flesh and sense My captive soul surround; Mysterious deeps of providence My inward thoughts confound.

As through a glass I dimly see The wonders of thy love; How little do I know of thee, Or of the joys above!

Though but in part I know thy will, I bless thee for the sight; When will thy love the whole reveal In glory's clearer light?

In rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace, And spend an everlasting day, In wonder, love, and praise.