SPIRIT OF A GREAT CONTROL

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Spirit of a Great Control,

Gird me with thy strength and might,

Essence of the Over-Soul —

Fill me, thrill me with thy light;

Though the waves of sorrow beat

Madly at my very feet,

Though the night and storm are near,

Teach me that I need not fear.

Though the clouds obscure the sky,

When the tempest sweeps the lands,

Still about, below, on high,

God's great solar system stands.

Never yet a star went out.

What have I to fear or doubt?—

I, a part of this great whole,

Governed by the Over-Soul.

Like the great eternal hills,

Like the rock that fronts the wave,

Let me meet all earthly ills

With a fearless heart and brave;

Like the earth that drinks the rain,

Let me welcome floods of pain,

Till I grow in strength to be

Worthy of my source in Thee.