Lord, Through Changing Days, Unchanging

1 Lord, through changing days, unchanging,
Thou the Light our fathers knew,
Through our widening ways, far ranging,
Let Thy splendor claim us too;
Go beside us,
Lead and guide us
To whatever things are true.

2 Be the path through vale, up mountain,
Through the clouds, or through the blue,
By smooth field and silver fountain
Or parched desert struggled through;
Hold before us,
Kindle o’er us
Whatsoever things are true.

3 Past all Sham of small succeeding
Sordid gains that call and woo,
Lift us by the mighty leading
Fit for Thine aspiring few;
Hold us serving,
All unswerving,
Whatsoever things are true.

Source: Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church #435