#346THY PRESENCE HERE
Words: John Greenleaf Whittier
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1
We may not climb the heavenly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down;
In vain we search the lowest deeps,
For him no depths can drown.
2
But warm, sweet, tender, even yet
A present help is he;
And faith has still its Olivet,
And love its Galilee.
3
The healing of his seamless dress
Is by our beds of pain;
We touch him in life's throng and press,
And we are whole again.
4
Through him the first fond prayers are said
Our lips of childhood frame;
The last low whispers of our dead
Are burdened with his name.
5
O Lord and Master of us all,
Whate'er our name or sign,
We own thy sway, we hear thy call,
We test our lives by thine.
Additional Information
Quick Info
- Hymnal
- Christ in Song
- Number
- #346
- Language
- English
- Year
- 1900