Binding Force

Upon the altar lives the Binding Force
That dies and rises–in His hands to hold
The universe that runs His plotted course,
Warmed by His love that never will grow cold.

We look and see amid the circling gloom
His light comes from His never-ending dawn,
Breaks forth from Calvary’s Rose o’er earth to bloom,
Proclaim that night of sin and death is gone.

Forever will in universe prevail
His light that shines from Cross on altar laid
With faith and hope and love that lift the veil
By hands of Babe born of a Virgin Maid.

His swaddling clothes reveal the love that binds
The universe—thus bound we freedom find.