(1) Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
Most blessèd, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great Name we praise.
(2) Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
Nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might;
Thy justice, like mountains, high soaring above
Thy clouds, which are fountains of goodness and love.
(3) To all, life Thou givest, to both great and small;
In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;
We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,
And wither and perish—but naught changeth Thee.
(4) Great Father of glory, pure Father of light,
Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling their sight;
All laud we would render; O help us to see
'Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee,
Listen to it here. LISTEN
1 comment:
Thanks for posting Walter Smith's great hymn, "Immortal, Invisible." (Today is the 1010st anniversary of his death.)
Your comments are interesting. I concur that we sometimes grow to appreciate the words of certain hymns as we mature. It is the same with books and passages of the Scriptures. Babies thrive on milk; but as we mature, we need solid food. (I wish those who feed their congregations an exclusive diet of shallow, repetitious choruses could grasp that.)
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