Wednesday, March 2, 2011


Beyond the distant fringes of this vast and slumbering nation
Beyond the rosy tinges of the dawn
Beyond the boundless limits of a wondrous creation
Beyond the lines that human hands have drawn
There is a Hand, an unseen Hand
Which holds a slender chord
As nature bows to His command
In awe of Heaven's Lord

Beyond the subtle moments when the night-time fades away
And shadow yields to heaven's golden brush
Beyond the coral brilliance as the midnight turns to day
Melting darkness in its softened hush
Beyond this blue there is a Hand
Stirring this sleeping nation
Supremacy crowns His command
Lord of all creation

As here and there a humble soul responds to His awakening
And here and there a thankful heart is stirred
Here and there a trusting heart renews a firm ambition
Another day of grace to serve the Lord
Oh, one day soon this unseen Hand
Will move with power unshaken
And every soul across this land
On that great morn shall waken


...walk worthy of the vocation wherewith you are called,
With all lowliness and meekness, with long-suffering,
forbearing one another in love. Ephes. 3:1-3

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