Mystery

The greatest Mystery of them all
     Takes us into Himself;
When we face mysteries, since the Fall,
     We call on Him for help.

For Light of World in His good time
     And for His purposes
Reveals to each His hidden rhyme–
     With His life meant to bless.

Yet Mystery of Himself so deep
     Is never fully known,
As other mysteries waked from sleep
     His Mystery in them sown.

His Mystery is our hope He gives–
     Means every day is new–
As He with us His Mystery lives:
     With Him His world we view.