1 We may not climb the heavenly 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 Through Him the first fond prayers are said
Our lips of childhood frame;
The last low whispers of our dead
Are burdened with His Name.
5 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!
|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 #327||We may not climb the heavenly steeps||We may not climb the heavenly steeps||J. G. Whittier, 1802-||2012|
|The Cyber Hymnal #7225||We May Not Climb the Heavenly Steeps||We may not climb the heavenly steeps||SERENITY||John G. Whittier||CM||This hymn, and "Immortal Love, Forever Full," come from Whittier's poem"The Master," in <cite>The Panorama, and Other Poems</cite>, 1856|