Once more I hear the everlasting sea Breathing beneath the mountain's fragrant breast,
Come unto Me, come unto Me, And I will give you rest
We have destroyed the Temple and in three days He hath rebuilt it — all things are made new: And ...
I Am, saith Christ our glorious head,(May we attention give)The resurrection of the dead,
The life of all that live
By faith in me, the soul
New life, though dead before;
I have no wit,
I have no words, no tears;
My heart within me like a
Is numbed too much for hopes or fears;
I have no wit, no words, no tears;
My heart within me like a stone
Is numb'd too much for hopes or fears;
Look right, look left, I dwell alone;