Halleluiah! we adore him, king upon his living throne:
And his crimson glory streaming through each crystal stone below
Tints the whole ecstatic temple with the beauty of its glow.
Oh, the glory of this temple far exceeds the former one!
All its stones are bound together in Love's dear eternal Son:
In this building, what a wonder! there's a dwelling-place for me;
Yes, thy beauty, O my Savior! I shall here forever see.
Many of his hymns, as is usually the case with hymn-writers, were prompted by some particular occasion or suggestion. Thus in connection with the terrific furnace trials at Bucyrus, Ohio, in 1883, he wrote:
Why should a mortal man complain
At his trials in this wicked world?