By Rudolf Steiner

I look into the world,

Wherein there shines the sun,

Wherein there gleams the stars,

Wherein there lie the stones.

The plants they live and grow,

The beasts they feel and live,

And man to spirit gives,

A dwelling in his soul.

I look into the soul,

That living dwells in me.

Gods spirit lives and weaves

In light of sun and soul,

In heights of worlds without,

In depths of soul within.

To thee, O spirit of God,

I seeking turn myself,

That strength and grace and skill

For learning and for work

In me may live and grow