Out of the Light that dazzles me
Bright as the sun from pole to pole
I thank the God I know to be
For Christ the conqureror of my soul

Since His the sway of circumstance
I would not wince or cry aloud
Under that rule which men call chance
My head with joy is humbly bowed

Beyond this place of sin and tears
That life with Him! and His the aid,
Despite the menace of the years
Keeps and shall keep me unafraid

I have no fear though strait the gate
He cleared from punishment the scroll
Christ is the Master of my Fate.
Christ is the Captain of my Soul.

--Dorothea Day