Put off thy shoes from off thy feet, for the place whereon thou standest is holy ground.
Exodus 3:5
Words: Henry J. van Dyke, 1921.
Music: Holy Hill William H. Pontius (1844–1908) (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Pontius (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Thy wisdom and Thy might appear,
Eternal God, through every year;
From day to day, from hour to hour,
Thy works reveal self-ordered power.
We worship Thee whose will hath laid
Thy sovereign rule on all things made;
The faithful stars, the fruitful earth,
Obey Thy laws that gave them birth.
Yet Thou canst make a marvel shine
Amid these mighty laws of Thine;
As when Thy servant Moses came
And saw the bush with Thee aflame.
We turn aside and tread the ways
That lead through wonder up to praise;
Wherever Thou by man art found
The homely earth is holy ground.
If Thou hast formed us out of dust
Through ages long, in Thee we trust;
O grant us in our souls to see
The living flame that comes from Thee.