Lamentations 1:1-6

Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great name we praise.

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.

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 nought changeth Thee.

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 splendour of light hideth Thee.

Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great name we praise.

-Walter Smith

Hark, my soul, it is the Lord;
‘tis thy Saviour, hear his word;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee,
“Say, poor sinner, lov’st thou me?

“I delivered thee when bound,
and, when wounded, healed thy wound;
sought thee wandering, set thee right,
turned thy darkness into light.

“Can a woman’s tender care
cease towards the child she bare?
yes, she may forgetful be,
yet I will remember thee.

“Mine is an unchanging love,
higher than the heights above,
deeper than the depths beneath,
free and faithful, strong as death.

“Thou shalt see my glory soon,
when the work of grace is done;
partner of my throne shalt be:
say, poor sinner, lov’st thou me?”

Lord, it is my chief complaint
that my love is weak and faint;
yet I love thee, and adore;
O for grace to love thee more!

William Cowper

I’m pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining evry day’
Still praying as I onward bound,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”

Lord, lift me up and let me stand,
By faith, on heaven’s table-land;
Where love, and joy, and light abound.
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.

My heart has no desire to stay
Where doubts arise, and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where these abound,
My constant aim is higher ground.

Beyond the mist I fain would rise,
To rest beneath unclouded skies,
Above earth’s turmoil, peace is found
By those who dwell on higher ground.

I long to scale the utmost height,
Though rough the way, and hard the fight,
My song, while climbing, shall resound,
Lord, lead me on to higher ground.

Lord, lead me up the mountain side,
I dare not climb without my Guide;
And, heaven gained, I’ll gaze around
With grateful heart from higher ground.

Ada Ruth Habershon & Johnson Oatman, Jr

1 Breathe on me, breath of God:
fill me with life anew,
that I may love as you have loved
and do as you would do.

2 Breathe on me, breath of God,
until my heart is pure,
until my will is one with yours
to do and to endure.

3 Breathe on me, breath of God;
fulfil my heart's desire,
until this earthly part of me
glows with your heavenly fire.

4 Breathe on me, breath of God;
so shall I never die,
but live with you the perfect life
of your eternity.

Edwin Hatch