Beneath the arching heavens wide,
Where golden sunbeams softly glide,
We stand in humble, quiet grace,
Held in the warmth of love’s embrace.

Here time moves on with tender pace,
And common things reveal their grace;
As bread and wine, in mystery,
Become the signs of love divine.

Within the stillness of the soul,
Where wordless currents softly roll,
We taste the sacred, deep and true,
A boundless grace that carries through.

Beyond all speech, beyond all name,
We meet the One who stays the same;
In holy communion, we partake
Of love eternal, for love’s own sake.