Eternal Father,
My faith in you is not so steadfast, divers courses
oft beguile. When Egypt flaunts its glory, when its learned gush forth their wisdom, be ever nearby, for then I thirst.
Steadfast Father,
Guide me back always, to that Wellspring of Truth. Counsel me; O that I might drink deeply at that Fount. Ever succor my faith there, thou Fountainhead of Truth.