Immortal by their deed and word,
Like light around them shed,
Still speak the prophets of the Lord,
Still live the sainted dead.
The voice of old by Jordan's flood
Yet floats upon the air;
We hear it in beatitude,
In parable and prayer.
And still the beauty of that life
Shines star-like on our way,
And breathes its calm amid the strife
And burden of today.
Spirit of Jesus, still speed on!
Speed on your glorious way,
Till every heart God's message own,
And all God's will obey.
Frederick Lucian Hosmer, 1880; alt.
Tune: SONG 67 (C.M.)
Orlando Gibbons, 1623;
arr. Henry T. Smart, 19th cent.
Eight Years Ago: Who are these like stars appearing
Seven Years Ago: For all the saints, who from their labors rest
Six Years Ago: The saints of God! their conflict past
Four Years Ago: Hark, the sound of holy voices
Two Years Ago: Eternal God, we give you praise and glory
One Year Ago: By all your saints still striving