168 ~ And Have the Bright Immensities


And have the bright immensities Received our risen Lord, Where light years frame the Pleiades And point Orion's sword? Do flaming suns His footsteps trace Thro' corridors sublime, The Lord of interstellar space And conqueror of time?


The heav'n that hides Him from our sight Knows neither near nor far; A little candle sheds its light As surely as a star. And where His loving people meet To share the gift divine, There stands He with unhurrying feet; There heav'nly splendors shine.