Voices of Praise ‎#165

165. Upward where the stars are burning

1 Upward where the stars are burning,
Silent, silent in their turning,
Round the never changing pole;
Upward where the sky is brightest,
Upward where the blue is lightest,--
Lift I now my longing soul.

2 Far beyond that arch of gladness,
Far beyond these clouds of sadness,
Are the many mansions fair:
Far from pain and sin and folly,
In that palace of the holy--
I would find my mansion there.

3 Where the Lamb on high is seated,
By ten thousand voices greeted:
Lord of lords, and King of kings!
Son of man, they crown, they crown Him,
Son of God, they own, they own Him,
With His Name the palace rings.

4 Blessing, honour, without measure,
Heavenly riches, earthly treasure,
Lay we at His blessed feet:
Poor the praise that now we render,
Loud shall be our voices yonder,
When before His throne we meet.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: Upward where the stars are burning
• Meter: 8s. 8s. 7.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1883
• Topic: Praise

Tune Information

• Name: HOMAGE
• Meter: 8s. 8s. 7.
• Key: A Major