Above the Highest Heights
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Copyright (c) 2010, J. Randal Matheny
ABOVE THE HIGHEST HEIGHTS
by J. Randal Matheny
O God, you sit above the highest heights,
Beneath your throne, the dimmer heavenly lights;
Your glory shines to guide our stumbling feet,
Your Spirit makes our joy and peace complete.
Incline to look, O Lord, upon my needs,
Reward me for my faith and Christian deeds;
Through sweat of tears, and pierced by Roman spear,
My suffering Savior brought your presence near.
Come now from parting skies on billowed cloud,
Let angels blow their golden trumpets loud;
Behold, the Son of Man who vanquished sin!
Make end of pain and death, let bliss begin.
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