Lord, I cannot see your face

But I have beheld your majesty

In the grandeur of snow-clad mountains

Your glory in sunrise over the ocean

And your beauty in stars and moonlight.

I have felt your power in thunder and lightning

And your love in the gentle embrace of dear ones

Your Holy Spirit has led me

Out of the wilderness of guilt and grief

To an oasis of joy and peace.

Lord, I cannot see your face

But at the time when death has taken

Those whom I have dearly loved

And in that final separation I am lost

You have borne me up on outspread wings.

All that I have and am

Comes from your hands.

The greatest gift of all, your Son

Received, though veiled,

In bread and wine.