Silver droplets fall from honest eyes.
How God hates the world's disguise.
O Lord of glory send forth thy rain:
Thy holy word,
Our sweet refrain.
Behold the light that dances
On waters replete with joy;
Thy word is true!
Thy wing o'erspeads!
(And so our songs employ.)
(And so our songs employ.)
O fountain of life overwashing,
Thy replenishing rains compel:
The song of the Lamb~
And humble praise~
Therein thy Spirit dwells.
O Lord of light upspringing
In hearts broken at the Master's feet~
With pieces of silver we testify
Of thy mercy and truth,
O Lord of light upspringing
In hearts broken at the Master's feet~
With pieces of silver we testify
Of thy mercy and truth,
So sweet.
O Lord of glory come fill this, thy temple~
O Lord of glory come fill this, thy temple~
And bless thy living, righteous seed~
That thy Gospel might shine
That thy Gospel might shine
Unto all the earth~
And we might ever live, in thee.
(~sister Abby Elizabeth)
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