Christian Worship The Surpassing Glory Of God.

Since o’er thy footstool here below
Such radiant gems are strown,
O what magnificence must glow,
Great God, about thy throne!
So brilliant here these drops of light-
There the full ocean rolls-how bright!

If night’s blue curtain of the sky-
With thousand stars inwrought,
Hung like a royal canopy
With glittering diamonds fraught-
Be, Lord, thy temple’s outer veil,
What splendor at the shrine must dwell!

The dazzling sun, at noon-day hour-
Forth from his flaming vase
Flinging o’er earth the golden shower
Till vale and mountain blaze-
But shows, O Lord, one beam of thine:
What, then, the day where thou dost shine?

O how shall these dim eyes endure
That noon of living rays!
Or how our spirits so impure,
Upon thy glory gaze!-
Anoint, O Lord, anoint our sight,
And fit us for that world of light.