Reformed Press Hymnal ‎#100

100. We May Not Climb The Heavenly Steeps

1 We may not climb the heav'nly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down;
In vain we search the lowest deeps,
For Him no depths can drown.

2 But warm, sweet, tender even yet
A present help is He;
And faith has still its Olivet,
And love its Galilee.

3 The healing of His seamless dress
Is by our beds of pain;
We touch Him in life's throng and press,
And we are whole again.

4 Thro' Him the first fond pray'rs are said
Our lips of childhood frame;
The last low whispers of our dead
Are burdened with His name.

4 O Lord and Master of us all,
Whate'er our name or sign,
We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call,
We test our lives by Thine!

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: We may not climb the heav'nly steeps
• Title: We May Not Climb The Heavenly Steeps
• Author: John G. Whittier
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1934

Tune Information

• Name: [We may not climb the heav'nly steeps]
• Composer: William V. Wallace
• Meter: C. M.
• Key: E♭ Major