1. And have the bright immensities
Received our risen Lord
Where light-years frame the Pleiades
And point Orion’s sword?
2. Do flaming suns His footsteps trace
Through corridors sublime,
The Lord of interstellar space
And Conqueror of time?
3. The heaven that hides Him from our sight
Knows neither near nor far:
An altar candle sheds its light
As surely as a star;
4. And where His loving people meet
To share the gift divine,
There stands He with unhurrying feet,
There heavenly splendors shine.