The Cyber Hymnal ‎#8542

8542. Since O'er Thy Footstool Here Below

1 Since o’er Thy footstool here below
Such radiant gems are strewn;
O, what magnificence must glow,
Great God, about Thy throne!
So brilliant here these drops of light—
There the full ocean rolls, how bright!

2 If night’s blue curtain of the sky—
With thousand stars in-wrought,
Hung like a royal canopy
With glittering diamonds fraught—
Be, Lord, Thy temple’s outer veil,
What splendor at the shrine must dwell!

3 The dazzling sun at noonday hour—
Forth from his flaming vase
Flinging o’er earth the golden shower
Till vale and mountain blaze—
But shows, O Lord, one beam of Thine;
What, then, the day where Thou dost shine!

4 O, how shall these dim eyes endure
That noon of living rays!
Or how our spirits, so impure,
Upon Thy glory gaze!
Anoint, O Lord, anoint our sight,
And fit us for that world of light.

Text Information

• First Line: Since o’er Thy footstool here below
• Title: Since O'er Thy Footstool Here Below
• Author: William A. Mühlenberg
• Meter: 86.86.88
• Language: English
• Source: Episcopal Register, 1824
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: MAGNIFICENCE
• Composer: Asa Brooks Everett, 1828-1875
• Meter: 86.86.88
• Key: A Major
• Copyright: Public Domain