Not always on the mount may we

Verse 1

Not always on the mount may we Rapt in the heavenly vision be; The shores of thought and feeling know The Spirit’s tidal ebb and flow.

Verse 2

'Lord, it is good abiding here,' We cry, the heavenly presence near; The vision vanishes, our eyes Are lifted into vacant skies.

Verse 3

Yet hath one such exalted hour Upon the soul redeeming power, And its strength through after days We travel our appointed ways;

Verse 4

Till all the lowly vale grows bright, Transfigured in remembered light, And in untiring souls we bear The freshness of the upper air.

Verse 5

The mount for vision: but below The paths of daily duty go, And nobler life therein shall own The pattern on the mountain shown.