Beyond, Beyond That Boundless Sea
VERSE 1
Beyond,
beyond that boundless sea,
Above
the dome of sky,
Farther
than thought itself can flee,
Thy
dwelling is on high;
Yet dear
the awful thought to me,
That
Thou, my God, art nigh.
VERSE 2
Art
nigh, and yet my laboring mind
Feels
after Thee in vain,
Thee in
these works of power to find,
Or to
Thy seat attain;
Thy
messenger, the stormy wind;
Thy
path, the trackless main;
VERSE 3
These
speak of Thee with loud acclaim:
They
thunder forth Thy praise,
The
glorious honor of Thy Name,
The
wonders of Thy ways;
But Thou
art not in tempest-flame,
Nor in
day’s glorious blaze.
VERSE 4
We hear
Thy voice, when thunders roll
Through
the wide fields of air:
The
waves obey Thy dread control;
Yet
still Thou art not there.
Where
shall I find Him, O my soul,
Who yet
is everywhere?
VERSE 5
O! not
in circling depth or height,
But in
the conscious breast,
Present
to faith, though veiled from sight,
There
doth His Spirit rest.
O come,
Thou Presence infinite!
And make
Thy creature blest.
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