| Song | Lo From The Desert Homes |
| Album | Christian Hymnal – Series 3 |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
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| Tags | Lo From The Desert Homes |
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Lo! From The Desert Homes
Where He Hath Hid So Long,
The New Elias Comes,
In Sternest Wisdom Strong;
The Voice That Cries
Of Christ On High,
And Judgment Nigh
From Opening Skies.
Your God Even Now Doth Stand
At Heaven’s Opening Door;
His Fan Is In His Hand,
And He Will Purge His Floor;
The Wheat He Claims
And With Him Stows,
The Chaff He Throws
To Quenchless Flames.
Ye Haughty Mountains, Bow
Your Sky-Aspiring Heads;
Ye Valleys, Hiding Low,
Lift Up Your Gentle Meads;
Make His Way Plain
Your King Before,
For Evermore
He Comes To Reign.
May Thy Dread Voice Around,
Thou Harbinger Of Light,
On Our Dull Ears Still Sound,
Lest Here We Sleep In Night,
Till Judgment Come,
And On Our Path
Shall Burst The Wrath
And Deathless Doom.
O God, With Love’s Sweet Might,
Who Dost Anoint And Arm
Christ’s Soldier For The Fight,
With Grace That Shields From Harm,
Thrice Blessed Three
Heaven’s Endless Days
Shall Sing Thy Praise
Eternally.
