Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
Most blessèd, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great name we praise.
Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
Nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might;
Thy justice, like mountains, high soaring above
Thy clouds, which are fountains of goodness and love.
To all, life Thou givest, to both great and small;
In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;
We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,
And wither and perish; but naught changeth Thee.
Thou reignest in glory, Thou rulest in light,
Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling their sight;
All praise we would render; O help us to see
‘Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee!
Walter C. Smith, 1867
Read 1 Timothy 1:12-17
(This hymn was a tricky one. The stanzas have been re-written and updated so many times it difficult to track down the original wording. In fact, the author had two more stanzas besides these. The older style language may be a little less accessible at first but notice the midline rhymes and assonance. Read it out loud and listen to the words. Then consider the God who gives us life and sustains us. I was especially struck by the second stanza – Unresting and unhasting. God never rests but He never gets in a hurry either. No panic, no rushing. Everything is perfectly on schedule according to His will.)