Thursday, October 27

Horatius Bonar


I stand upon the mount of God
With sunlight in my soul;
I hear the storms in vales beneath,
I hear the thunders roll.


But I am calm with thee, my God,
Beneath these glorious skies;
And to the height on which I stand,
No storms, nor clouds, can rise.


O, THIS is life! O, this is joy!
My God, to find thee so;
Thy face to see, thy voice to hear,
And all thy love to know.



2 comments:

ancient one said...

Beautiful Words.. Beautiful Pictures..

Rebecca said...

Yes and amen.