1. When we battle anxious moments,
Eager to be free from fear,
When our past controls our present
And the future’s far from clear,
Then it is we seek for courage;
Strength to stand and persevere;
May clear words of hope and challenge
Stir within, that we may hear.
2. As we come upon a dogma
Which prevents inquiry,
We will quietly ask the question,
“Is this what faith’s meant to be?”
As we push beyond the limits,
Not intent on certainty,
We are seeking, we are searching
For the truth to set us free.
3. Hear the challenge, “Push the limits.
Cross the bound’ries. Question, Why?
Brave the edges. Risk correction.
Don’t be frightened. Don’t be shy.”
Sacredness within our being
Craves the confidence to fly;
By our searching, in our struggling
We press on to reach the sky.
Tune: Bithynia 126.96.36.199 D
[Ed. note: also works well with the Austrian Hymn (Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken)]