Who is that glittering above Eden's light, with the prayers of the saints scattering the night?
Changing the stars in their courses so bright; teaching the speeding sun to shed his light.
Whatever the soul desires that shall it ask of me. I, who arose from the dead on Calvary.
Holding the earth in its place aright; ruling the seas with his powerful might.
O you transcities on the hills of white; for thee changing the time into days and nights.
If the soul shall cry, the prince shall hear the Lord whose high spirit is always near.
He cares for you as a father would; as a chickadee in the garden protects her brood.
Who is he that holds creation in its perfect mood?
He is almighty, yet you can help him; you can if you would.
What does your work profit? Why labor as one great? Does the Lord have need of you?
As the saints believe in his greatness, these are the things the Lord will do.
A High Praise
Alleuher with sin I am done, I believe on your son, I am saved by the love of the sanctified one.
What more can he say, than to me he has said? Showing mercy to the sinner, and raising the dead.
If Jairus had not believed, surely he would not have seen the salvation of Mosier, his power supreme.