The Rod of Aaron

 

Waves that crash upon the shore,

amazing creatures beneath the sea;

Warm southern winds sweep the hills,

sunbeams filter through the trees

Fragrant scent of wildflowers

carried on the breeze

Heaven and earth – their voices speak

of God whose Spirit no one sees

O Living Fountain, would we forsake

and for ourselves our cisterns make?

And broken though our cisterns be,

trust only in what our eyes can see?

We catch the rain that You supply –

But fear Your fountain will run dry!

Aged and dry, the lifeless stem;

what hope that life could there again

cause the branch to bud and bloom –

What hope that Lazarus would leave the tomb?

What hope that fruitless women and men

could live for God, set free from sin?

Hope for all, the rod of Aaron;

hope for all we see as barren

Received via Stephen D Hare

3/2006 Revision 12/2007

Waves that crash upon the shore,

amazing creatures beneath the sea;

Warm southern winds sweep the hills,

sunbeams filter through the trees

Fragrant scent of wildflowers

carried on the breeze

Heaven and earth – their voices speak

of God whose Spirit no one sees

O Living Fountain, would we forsake

and for ourselves our cisterns make?

And broken though our cisterns be,

trust only in what our eyes can see?

We catch the rain that You supply –

But fear Your fountain will run dry!

Aged and dry, the lifeless stem;

what hope that  life could there again

cause the branch to bud and bloom –

What hope that Lazarus would leave the tomb?

What hope that lifeless women and men

could live for God, set free from sin?

Hope for all, the rod of Aaron;

hope for all we see as barren

Received via Stephen D Hare

3/2006

Revision 12/2007

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