Hidden But Still There

Hidden But Still There 

         The words to the great hymn Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise are written below.  They are filled with meaning for the Christian worshiper.  The first verse explains that God who is hidden from our mortal eyes by the light that surrounds him is worthy of our praise although we cannot see Him.  He is blessed and glorious because He always has been and will be. 

        The second verse lists some of the otherness of his glorious being.  Because He is truly very God, He doesn’t ever have to hurry.  Can you imagine that!  Musicians most often live a life of hurry.  We also want, we waste, and we certainly wear out quite often. 

       The third verse reminds us God is the giver of each moment of every day.  It doesn’t matter if we are someone or if we are a nobody on this earth God gives us all life and better yet he gives us everlasting life as well.  This great hymn puts it so well, “We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree, and wither and perish—but naught changeth Thee.” 

       He is most certainly our “Great Father” who is surrounded by the “light” and splendor of heaven.  So, I am suggesting that you stop everything for a moment and give our great heavenly the laud and honor which is due to him.  We are separated from the sight of him in this short life but one day soon we shall see God as he is if we keep our lamps trimmed and burning.  Please enjoy this great hymn text before you start your day. 

Immortal, invisible, God only wise,

In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,

Most blessèd, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,

Almighty, victorious, thy great Name we praise.

 

Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,

Nor wanting, nor wasting, thou rulest in might;

Thy justice like mountains high soaring above

Thy clouds which are fountains of goodness and love.

 

To all life thou givest—to both great and small;

In all life thou livest, the true life of all;

We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,

And wither and perish—but naught changeth Thee.

 

Great Father of glory, pure Father of light,

Thine angels adore thee, all veiling their sight;

All laud we would render: O help us to see

’Tis only the splendor of light hideth thee.