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Not a Thought of Earthly Things!
Author: Arthur J. Mason Meter: 7.8.7.8 Appears in 4 hymnals First Line: Not a thought of earthly things Lyrics: 1. Not a thought of earthly things!
Every head in awe be bended:
Christ our God, the King of kings,
Comes by angel troops attended.
2. Forth He comes, a victim He
For the wide world’s need availing,
And His people’s food to be,
With Himself their souls regaling.
3. Cherubim with watchful eyes,
Seraphim their brows concealing,
Powers and principalities,
Cry aloud, like thunder pealing. Used With Tune: GROSVENOR (Wesley) Text Sources: Liturgy of St. James, 4th Century; Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1916
Not a Thought of Earthly Things!
Change Is Written Everywhere
Author: James Edmeston Meter: 7.8.7.8 Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Change is written everywhere,
Time and death o’er all are ranging;
Seasons, creatures, all declare,
Man is mortal, earth is changing.
2 Life and all its treasures seem
Like a sea in constant motion;
Thanks for an eternal beam
Shining o’er the pathless ocean.
3 One by one, although each name
Providence or death will sever;
Jesus Christ is still the same
Yesterday, today, forever. Used With Tune: GROSVENOR Text Sources: Hymns for the Chamber of Sickness (London: Religious Tract Society, 1844)
Change Is Written Everywhere
Lo! The Desert Depths Are Stirred
Author: Charles Coffin; William J. Blew Meter: 7.8.7.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Lo! The desert depths are stirred,
And the reeds of Jordan quiver;
At the Baptist’s herald word,
Shake the shores of that old river.
2 Nearer comes the Preacher’s cry,
Deeper sounds his voice and deeper,
Telling that the Christ is nigh,
In a tone to rouse the sleeper.
3 By their Maker’s coming feet
Moved, the earth, the air, the ocean
Joyously His advent greet,
With a strangely yearning motion.
4 Cleanse the heart—a highway strew
For the Godhead hither faring;
Cleanse the home—a dwelling, due
To the mighty Guest, preparing.
5 Jesu, Thou our solace art,
Thou our strength and our salvation;
Withered grass, from Thee apart,
Fades away man’s feeble nation.
6 Lift the lost, with hand of health,
Whom the plague is fast consuming;
Lift the veil—in all its wealth,
Lo! the beauteous world is blooming.
7 Thou, who comest man to free,
Son, be Thine all praise for ever;
Thine with Sire and Spirit be
Laud through ages ending never. Used With Tune: GROSVENOR Text Sources: Hymni Sacri, 1736
Lo! The Desert Depths Are Stirred
