Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: As down in the sunless retreats of the ocean
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> By Permission
Composer: T Harrison
Meter: 12s 11s and 6s
Tune: Errett
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 221, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsAs down in the sunless retreats of the ocean,
Sweet flowers are springing, no mortal can see,
So, deep in my soul, the still prayer of devotion,
Unheard by the world, rises silent to thee.
My God, silent to thee, Pure warm, silent to thee,
So, deep in my soul, the still prayer of devotion,
Unheard by the world, rises silent to thee.
As still to the star of its worship, though clouded,
The needle points faithfully o'er the dim sea,
So, dark as I roam, in this wintry world shrouded,
The hope of my spirit turns trembling to thee.
My God, trembling to thee, True, fond, trembling to thee,
So dark as I roam, in this wintry world shrouded,
The hope of my spirit turns trembling to thee.