Hymn 294
There is a book, who runs may read
Iwe kan wa ti kika rẹ̀
- There is a book, who runs may read,
Which heav’nly truth imparts,
And all the lore its scholars need,
Pure eyes and Christian hearts. - The works of God above, below,
Within us and around,
Are pages in that book, to show
How God himself is found. - The glorious sky embracing all
Is like the Maker's love,
Wherewith encompassed, great and small
In peace and order move. - The moon above, the Church below,
A wondrous race they run,
But all their radiance, all their glow,
Each borrows of its Sun. Amin. - The Savior lends the light and heat
that crowns his holy hill;
the saints, like stars, around his seat,
perform their courses still. - The saints above are stars in heaven
what are the saints on earth?
Like trees they stand whom God has given,
our Eden's happy birth. - Faith is their fixed unswerving root,
hope their unfading flower,
fair deeds of charity their fruit,
the glory of their bower. - The dew of heaven is like thy grace,
it steals in silence down;
but where it lights, the favored place
by richest fruits is known. - One Name above all glorious names
with its ten thousand tongues
the everlasting sea proclaims,
echoing angelic songs. - The raging fire, the roaring wind,
thy boundless power display:
but in the gentler breeze we find
thy Spirit's viewless way.
Two worlds are ours: 'tis only sin
forbids us to descry
the mystic heaven and earth within,
plain as the sea and sky. - Thou, who hast given me eyes to see
And love this sight so fair,
Give me a heart to find out Thee,
And read thee everywhere.