1 Thou, whose unmeasured temple stands,
Built over earth and sea,
Accept the walls that human hands
Have raised to worship Thee!

2 Lord, from Thine inmost glory send,
Within these courts to bide,
The peace that dwelleth without end,
Serenely by Thy side!

3 May erring minds that worship here
Be taught the better way,
And they who mourn, and they who fear
Be strengthened as they pray.

4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm,
And pure devotion rise,
While round these hallowed walls the storm
Of earthborn passion dies.