Fairer by far than Eden's bowers,
With its bright perennial spring,
Is the universe of Spirit,
Is the kingdom of our King.
Not to mortal sense revealing
The spiritual promise near,
But where eyes, that seeing, see it,
Eternal Beauty now is here.
Lord, that we may see this Beauty,
Lift our thoughts to things above;
Gladsomely forever dwelling
In the bosom of thy Love.
