Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1848
Compiler: S W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: List to the dreamy tone that dwells
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer: G Bartlet
Tune: Hallowed be Thy Name
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 056, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsList to the dreamy tone that dwells
In rippling wave or sighing tree;
Go, hearken to the old church bells,
The whistling bird, the whizzing bee.
Interpret right and you will find
'Tis power and glory they proclaim;
The chimes, the creatures, waters, wind,
All echo Hallowed by the name.
The pilgrim journeys till he bleeds
To gain the altar of his sires:
The hermit pores above his beads
With zeal that never wanes nor tires: --
But holiest rite or longest prayer
That art can yield or wisdom frame,
What better import can it bear
Than, "Father, hallowed be thy name."
The savage kneeling to the sun
To give his thanks or ask a boon,
The raptures of the idiot one
Who laughs to see the cold round moon;
The saint well taught in Christian lore,
The Moslem prostrate at his flame,
All worship, wonder, and adore,
All publish, "Hallowed be thy name."
Whate'er may be man's faith or creed
Those precious words comprise it still;
We trace them in the flowering mead,
We hear them in the flowing rill.
One chorus hails the great Supreme,
Each varied breathing tells the same;
The strains may differ, but the theme
Is, "Father, hallowed be thy name."