Show Me Thy Face-One Transient Gleam
Of Loveliness Divine,
And I Shall Never Think Or Dream
Of Other Love Save Thine;
All Lesser Light Will Darken Quite,
All Lower Glories Wane,
The Beautiful Of Earth Will Scarce
Seem Beautiful Again.

Show Me Thy Face-My Faith And Love
Shall Henceforth Fixed Be,
And Nothing Here Have Power To Move
My Soul’s Serenity;
My Life Shall Seem A Trance, A Dream,
And All I Feel And See,
Illusive, Visionary-Thou,
The One Reality!

Show Me Thy Face-I Shall Forget
The Weary Days Of Yore,
The Fretting Ghosts Of Vain Regret
Shall Haunt My Soul No More;
All Doubts And Fears For Future Years
In Quiet Trust Subside,
And Naught But Blest Content And Calm
Within My Breast Abide.

Show Me Thy Face-The Heaviest Cross
Will Then Seem Light To Bear,
There Will Be Gain In Every Loss,
And Peace With Every Care;
With Such Light Feet The Years Will Fleet,
Life Seem As Brief As Blest,
Till I Have Laid My Burden Down,
And Entered Into Rest.