
1 Not always on the mount may we
Rapt in the heavenly vision be;
The shores of thought and feeling know
The Spirit’s tidal ebb and flow.
2 'Lord, it is good abiding here,'
We cry, the heavenly presence near;
The vision vanishes, our eyes
Are lifted into vacant skies.
3 Yet hath one such exalted hour
Upon the soul redeeming power,
And its strength through after days
We travel our appointed ways;
4 Till all the lowly vale grows bright,
Transfigured in remembered light,
And in untiring souls we bear
The freshness of the upper air.
5 The mount for vision: but below
The paths of daily duty go,
And nobler life therein shall own
The pattern on the mountain shown.
Source: Service Book and Hymnal of the Lutheran Church in America #535a
First Line: | Not always on the mount may we |
Author: | Frederick Lucian Hosmer (1882) |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |