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SDA Hymnal 97

Lord of the Boundless Curves of Space

Words: Albert F. BaylyMusic: Cyril V. TaylorTune: Abbot's Leigh8.7.8.7.D

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1Lord of the boundless curves of space
And time's deep mystery,
To Your creative might we trace
All nature's energy.
Your mind conceived the cosmic plan,
And every age of history
Your purpose, Lord, has spanned
To win.

2Your mind conceived the axe-y,
Each atom's secret,
Though marred by man's own
The strength to do Your will;
Until the love our souls adore
Shall all our being fill.

3Yours is the image stamped on man,
Though marred by man's own
The strength to do Your will;
Until the love our souls adore
Shall all our being fill.

4Give us to know Your truth; but more,
The strength to do Your will;
Until the love our souls adore
Shall all our being fill.

Meter
8.7.8.7.D

The verse

Meter
8.6.8.6.8.7.6.2 · the hymnal prints 8.7.8.7.D
Foot
iambic (da-DUM) · 46% of beats fit
Rhyme
ABACDBEF
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/ stressed · ˘ unstressed · ? not in the dictionary

Verse 1

Lord of the boundless curves of space/˘˘/˘/˘/8A
And time's deep mystery,˘///˘˘6B
To Your creative might we trace˘˘˘/˘˘˘/8A
All nature's energy.//˘/˘˘6C
Your mind conceived the cosmic plan,˘/˘/˘/˘/8D
And every age of history˘/˘/˘/˘7B
Your purpose, Lord, has spanned˘/˘/˘/6E
To win.˘/2F

Verse 2

Your mind conceived the axe-y,˘/˘/˘??7A
Each atom's secret,//˘/˘5B
Though marred by man's own//˘//5C
The strength to do Your will;˘/˘˘˘˘6D
Until the love our souls adore˘/˘//˘/˘/9E
Shall all our being fill.˘//˘/˘/7D

Verse 3

Yours is the image stamped on man,/˘˘/˘/˘/8A
Though marred by man's own//˘//5B
The strength to do Your will;˘/˘˘˘˘6C
Until the love our souls adore˘/˘//˘/˘/9D
Shall all our being fill.˘//˘/˘/7C

Verse 4

Give us to know Your truth; but more,/˘˘/˘/˘/8A
The strength to do Your will;˘/˘˘˘˘6B
Until the love our souls adore˘/˘//˘/˘/9A
Shall all our being fill.˘//˘/˘/7B

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.