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Father of all below, above,
Whose name is light, whose name is love,
Here be thy truth and goodness known,
And make these fields and halls thine own.
Thy temple gates stand open wide;
O Christ, we enter at thy side,
With thee to consecrate our pow'rs,
And make our Father's business ours.
For days of drought which yet shall be,
On untrod land, on unsail'd sea,
We kneel and fill our cup of youth,
At these fair fountains of thy truth.
O world, all bright and brave and young,
With deeds unwrought and songs unsung,
For all the strength thy tasks will give
We greet thee, we, about to live.
Father, thy children bless the care
Which sheds thy sunlight ev'rywhere,
Shine on our school and let us be
Teachers and scholars taught by thee.
