1. Lo! the desert-depths are stirr'd,
And the reeds of Jordan quiver;
At the Baptist's herald-word
Shake the shores of that old river. Alleluya.
2. Nearer comes the preacher's cry,
Deeper sounds his voice and deeper,
Telling that the Christ is nigh,
In a tone to rouse the sleeper. Alleluya.
3. By their Maker's coming feet
Moved, the earth, the air, the ocean
Joyously his Advent greet
With a strangely yearning motion. Alleluya.
4. Cleanse the heart; a highway strew
For the Godhead hither faring;
Cleanse the home--a dwelling due
To the mighty guest preparing. Alleluya.
5. Jesu, thou our solace art,
Thou our strength and our salvation;
Wither'd grass, from thee apart,
Fades away man's feeble nation. Alleluya.
6. Lift the lost with hand of health,
Whom the plague is fast consuming:
Lift the veil; in all its wealth
Lo! the beauteous world is blooming. Alleluya.
7. Thou, who comest man to free,
Son, be thine all praise for ever:
Thine with Sire and Spirit be
Laud through ages ending never. Alleluya, Amen.
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1. Lo! the desert-depths are stirr'd,
And the reeds of Jordan quiver;
At the Baptist's herald-word
Shake the shores of that old river. Alleluya.
2. Nearer comes the preacher's cry,
Deeper sounds his voice and deeper,
Telling that the Christ is nigh,
In a tone to rouse the sleeper. Alleluya.
3. By their Maker's coming feet
Moved, the earth, the air, the ocean
Joyously his Advent greet
With a strangely yearning motion. Alleluya.
4. Cleanse the heart; a highway strew
For the Godhead hither faring;
Cleanse the home--a dwelling due
To the mighty guest preparing. Alleluya.
5. Jesu, thou our solace art,
Thou our strength and our salvation;
Wither'd grass, from thee apart,
Fades away man's feeble nation. Alleluya.
6. Lift the lost with hand of health,
Whom the plague is fast consuming:
Lift the veil; in all its wealth
Lo! the beauteous world is blooming. Alleluya.
7. Thou, who comest man to free,
Son, be thine all praise for ever:
Thine with Sire and Spirit be
Laud through ages ending never. Alleluya, Amen.
And the reeds of Jordan quiver;
At the Baptist's herald-word
Shake the shores of that old river. Alleluya.
2. Nearer comes the preacher's cry,
Deeper sounds his voice and deeper,
Telling that the Christ is nigh,
In a tone to rouse the sleeper. Alleluya.
3. By their Maker's coming feet
Moved, the earth, the air, the ocean
Joyously his Advent greet
With a strangely yearning motion. Alleluya.
4. Cleanse the heart; a highway strew
For the Godhead hither faring;
Cleanse the home--a dwelling due
To the mighty guest preparing. Alleluya.
5. Jesu, thou our solace art,
Thou our strength and our salvation;
Wither'd grass, from thee apart,
Fades away man's feeble nation. Alleluya.
6. Lift the lost with hand of health,
Whom the plague is fast consuming:
Lift the veil; in all its wealth
Lo! the beauteous world is blooming. Alleluya.
7. Thou, who comest man to free,
Son, be thine all praise for ever:
Thine with Sire and Spirit be
Laud through ages ending never. Alleluya, Amen.