1 Where is the glory of our God, the trace of his pure light? Each day, each night we read his lines; from earth to sky his rainbow shines and faith illumines sight. 2 Where is the image of the Lord, the likeness of his face? In human heart and mortal mind is where we may most surely find the mysteries of his grace. 3 Where is the message of the Christ, the echo of his voice? In words from hill and lake and tree, and stone and road, he reaches me; and hearing, I rejoice.