A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) ‎#273

273. Faith

The dove, let loose in Eastern skies,
Returning fondly home,
Ne’er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies
Where idle warblers roam;

But high she shoots through air and light,
Above all low delay,
Where nothing earthly bounds her flight,
Nor shadow dims her way.

So grant me, Lord, from every snare
And stain of passion free,
Aloft, through faith’s serener air,
To urge my course to Thee:

No sin to cloud, no lure to stay,
My soul, as home she springs;
Thy sunshine on her joyful way,
Thy freedom on her wings!

Text Information

• First Line: The dove, let loose in Eastern skies
• Title: Faith
• Author: Moore
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1866

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