1 The harp at Nature’s advent strung
Has never ceased to play;
The song the stars of morning sung
Has never died away.
The song the stars of morning sung
Has never died away.
2 And prayer is made and praise is given,
By all things near and far;
The ocean looketh up to heav'n,
And mirrors every star.
The ocean looketh up to heaven,
And mirrors every star.
3 They pour their glittering treasures forth;
Their gifts of pearl they bring;
And all the listening hills of earth
Take up the song they sing.
And all the listening hills of earth
Take up the song they sing.
4 The winds with hymns of praise are loud,
Or low with sobs of pain.
The thunder organ of the cloud,
The dropping tears of rain.
The thunder organ of the cloud,
The dropping tears of rain.
5 So Nature keeps the reverent frame
With which her years began,
And all her signs and voices shame
The prayerless heart of man.
And all her signs and voices shame
The prayerless heart of man.
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First Line: | The harp at Nature's advent strung |
Title: | "The morning stars sang together" |
Publication Date: | 1897 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [The harp at Nature's advent strung] |
Key: | F Major or modal |