Hymnal: Christian Psalms and Hymns
Date: 1839
Compiler: Walter Scott and Silas Leonard
Publisher/Printer: A S Tilden
First Line: The turf shall be my fragrant shrine
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: LM
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Hymn Number: 695
Page Number: 414, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThe turf shall be my fragrant shrine,
My temple, Lord, that arch of thine,
My censer's breath the mountain air,
And silent thoughts my silent prayer.
My choir shall be the moonlight waves,
When murm'ring homeward to their caves;
Or when the stillness of the sea,
Even more than music breathes of thee.
I'll seek by day some glade unknown,
All light and silence like thy throne,
And the pale stars shall be at night,
The only eyes that watch my rite.
Thy heaven on which 'tis bliss to look,
Shall be my pure and shining book;
Where I shall read in words of flame,
The glories of thy wondrous name.