It sure has been a while since I’ve written. I’m planning to come back from blogging hiatus. We’ll see how that goes.
Since I posted a section of a hymn last time I wrote (almost eight months ago), here’s another one to (book)end the silence:

Eternal Power, whose high abode
Becomes the grandeur of a God,
Infinite lengths beyond the bounds
Where stars resolve their little rounds!

There while the first archangel sings,
He hides his face behind his wings,
And ranks of shining thrones around
Fall worshiping, and spread the ground.

Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?
We would adore our Maker, too;
From sin and dust to Thee we cry,
The Great, the Holy, and the High.

Earth from afar has heard Thy fame,
And worms have learned to lisp Thy Name;
But, O! the glories of Thy mind
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.

God is in Heaven, and men below;
Be short our tunes, our words be few;
A solemn reverence checks our songs,
And praise sits silent on our tongues.

Hymns for the use of the Methodist Episcopal Church:
Revised Edition, 1849
Number 27, L. M., Solemn reverence.

Sometimes we overflow with many words praising the nearness and love of God. At other times we are left speechless in wonder — or just wondering. And praise sits silent on our tongues.