MOUNTAINS BOW
Stones of faithful testimony -
by the Word of YHWH raised -
faultless, witness Christ unchanging,
He by their unfailing praised.
Yet shall mountains fail and falter,
crumbling, fill the eye-dark sea
ere the Word of second advent
bids all realms to bend the knee.
Forth the prophets' cry is echoing:
"make ye straight the desert way!"
Valleys, rise to meet His footfall.
Heights, your crowns in fealty lay.
Wastes and wilds make true your highways,
leave no stone to strike His toe.
You are cast to service glory;
every lesser task forego.
Christ shall ride in doom and triumph,
peaks shall pave His saints' parade.
'Neath the tread of True and Faithful
shall all soaring tor be laid.
Holy Zion bows her mantle;
shall be raised a lasting throne!
Humble sons of mercy's warrant
worship God in Christ alone.
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A friend commissioned this one. He's been putting together a tune for it. Maybe when he gets something worked up I'll be able to link to it from here.
AMDG
2 comments:
Please do put a link up! The poem, as always, is excellent.
Nice blog to visit...
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