1 Eternal and immortal King,
Thy peerless splendors none can bear;
But darkness veils seraphic eyes,
When God with all his glory’s there.
2 Yet faith can pierce the awful gloom,
The great Invisible can see;
And with its tremblings mingle joy,
In fix'd regard, great God! to thee.
3 Then every tempting form of sin,
Aw'd by thy presence, disappears;
And all the glowing raptur'd soul
The likeness, it contemplates, wears.
4 O ever conscious to my heart!
Witness to its supreme desire;
Behold it presses on to thee,
For it hath caught the heav'nly fire.
5 This one petition would it urge:
To bear thee ever in my sight!
In life, in death, in worlds unknown,
Its only portion and delight.
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First Line: | Eternal and immortal King! |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | Being and Perfections of God |