Nothing fair on earth I see
But I straightway think on Thee;
Thou art fairest in mine eyes,
Source in whom all beauty lies!
On Thy light I think at morn,
With the earliest break of dawn;
Think what glories lie in Thee,
Light of all Eternity!
When I watch the moon arise
'Mid heaven's thousand golden eyes,
Then I think, more glorious far
Is the Maker of yon star.
Or I cry in spring's sweet hours,
When the fields are gay with flowers,
As their varied hues I see,--
What must their Creator be!
When I wander by the stream,
Or beside the fountain dream,
Straight my thoughts take wing and mount
Up to Thee, the purest Fount.
Sweetly all the air is stirr'd
When the Echo's call is heard;
But no sounds my heart rejoice
Like to my Beloved's voice.
Take away then what could blind
Unto Thee my soul and mind;
Henceforth ever let my heart
See Thee, Saviour, as Thou art!
|Instances (1 - 6 of 6)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Chorale Book for England, The #158||Nothing fair on earth I see||Nothing fair on earth I see||Scheffler||1863|
|Hymns of the Christian Centuries #113||Nothing fair on earth I see||Nothing fair on earth I see||Miss Winkworth; Angelus Silesius||1903|
|Hymns of the Higher Life #116||Nothing fair on earth I see||Nothing fair on earth I see||Angelus||1868|
|Lyra Germanica: hymns for the Sundays and chief festivals of the Christian year #48||Nothing fair on earth I see||Nothing fair on earth I see||Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; Angelus||1856|
|Lyra Germanica: The Christian Year #20||Nothing fair on earth I see||Nothing fair on earth I see||Angelus; Catherine Winkworth||7,7,7,7||1861|
|Songs of the Soul: gathered out of many lands and ages #444b||Nothing fair on earth I see||Nothing fair on earth I see||Catherine Winkworth; Angelus Silesius||1880|