The Secret of the Creation | Page 9

on the mountain high, the lily in the plain, In songs with flowers we will greet our king, when he with the saints shall come to earth to reign.
The oak and the chestnut and the pine shall bloom, filling the world with light.?Mosier Alleuher's great son has banished sin's long dark night.
Or if this mortal shall fade or the bones be laid in the clay, This spirit shall fly away on the wings of his power, to the realms of that blessed day.

A High Priest
O great Alleuher just for a while--only for a while it shall
be, we will take our harps and fly away on the wings of your power, and soon return to thee. From out over the?earth in tears tonight and from over the cloud-mist?seas.
A soul has been born tonight in the hills of Bethany,
shining in the light of thee, O Alleuher, glittering in the image of thee. We will take our harps and sing?praise to thee, for the glorious gift of love to the?world for your memory.
We see your glory asleep with the children down there; the
lily of the valley, the rose of Sharon shall bare. Peace and good will in its season to the world of despair;?while we watch and praise the Ancient of Days above the cloud-strewn air.
O great Alleuher, a new light has been made to shine for
tonight, revealing his love in the deeds of his might.?Answering to that light that shall arise from Calvary,?shining to the world for ever shall be, out over the?earth and the cloud-mist seas.
We will take our harps and sing praise to thee, for the
children of the earth and the marines of the sea. For?the shepherds of the hills dwelling in light descending from thee. In the songs that arise from the high hills, in the music of the valleys and the seas.

A High Praise
Praise Him Ye Hosts
Mosier's spirit searches through the mist of the evening,
through the night times of gloom; through the morning in its rising; through the brightness of noon. And I know?wherever I be, as his spirit searches through the?shadows, that he sees me.
Through the rivers and the oceans, through the starry plains
of time; through the hosts of the living, Mosier?searches men's minds. And I know that wherever I be, as his spirit searches through the shadows, that he sees?me.
Through the heavens and its hosts, through the nations that
war; blending the minds of the whole creation, he comes seeking on this living shore. And I know wherever I be, as his spirit searches through the shadows, that he sees me.
A High Praise--Victory
One day a great train pulled out from mount Zion, for a destiny well known.?Three passengers stepped on board, and the train moved onward for Jehovah's great throne.
For ages and ages the saints have been waiting for the returning of that train.?When Jehovah shall lift the curse of sin from the nations, in sending his son to reign.
We will meet King Jesus out upon the great highway, in songs of high praise.?In the light of his spirit, dwelling in rest forever, given by the Ancient of Days.
They have been making up the great train of Zion, through the ages she stands by.?Soon the hosts of our Father's glory shall come sweeping through the sky.
The great conductor is standing in the depot, by the gates of praise he stands by.?Waiting for the saints of the whole creation, to be ready to receive his train from the sky.
The music sounds out over the nations, the bells are ringing on every sea.?I am going to march with the saints to Zion, while the bells are tolling for me.

A Praise--The Rivers
I wrought not these miracles by any zest of mine.?The angels keep watch over the rivers, that float down by the steeps of time.
He wrote with his hand upon the marble, the songs of Zion's chimes. The angels watch through the stillness until the morning time.
He said, "I will not forsake thee or leave thee in despair alone. The angels and my spirit shall guard upon the rivers, all those that are my own."
We believed him when he descended, and the mountain smoked with his mighty power.?The music rang out over the hosts, as sang heaven's mighty choir.
We believe him now while ascending up the steeps of time. With the angels close by the rivers, that lead up to the heights of Zion.
You cannot believe him except his spirit makes himself known unto thee. Or even in all your wisdom you will sail upon the unknown sea.

Praise Alleuher Ye Saints
We thank thee, O Great Alleuher, for a redeemer; one who taught us of your way.?That we should walk in the light of Zion 'till we enter one eternal day.
That we should know from the hills of Zion, Alleuher in beauty has shone forth.?He made our low way in the