1 Beneath our feet and o'er our head
Is equal warning given;
Beneath us lie the countless dead,
Above us is the heaven.
2 Death rides on every passing breeze,
And lurks in every flower;
Each season has its own disease,
Its peril every hour.
3 Turn, mortal, turn! thy danger know;
Where'er thy food can tread,
The earth rings hollow from below,
And warns thee of her dead.
4 Turn, Christian, turn! thy soul apply
To truths divinely given;
The forms which underneath thee lie
Shall live, for hell or heaven.
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #871
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Baptist Hymnal: for use in the church and home #628||Beneath our feet and o'er our head||Beneath our feet and o'er our head||Reginald Heber||2012|
|The Cyber Hymnal #9588||Beneath Our Feet And O'er Our Head||Beneath our feet and o’er our head||MEAR||Reginald Heber, 1783-1826||CM||Published posthumously in <cite>Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly Church Service of the Year</cite> (London: J. Murray, 1827)|