[00:00.00] 作曲 : Sir Charles Hubert H. Parry
[00:06.50]Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
[00:12.29]Forgive our foolish ways.
[00:18.15]Reclothe us in our rightful mind;
[00:23.87]In purer lives Thy service find,
[00:29.99]In deeper rev'rence, praise,
[00:36.47]In deeper rev'rence, praise.
[00:44.47]
[00:46.30]In simple trust like theirs who heard,
[00:52.20]Beside the Syrian sea,
[00:57.86]The gracious calling of the Lord,
[01:03.72]Let us, like them, without a word,
[01:10.28]Rise up and follow Thee,
[01:16.53]Rise up and follow Thee.
[01:25.34]
[01:26.93]O sabbath rest by Galilee!
[01:33.99]O calm of hills above!
[01:40.69]Where Jesus knelt to share with thee
[01:47.07]The silence of eternity,
[01:53.08]Interpreted by love,
[02:00.38]Interpreted by love.
[02:10.15]
[02:11.99]Drop Thy still dews of quietness,
[02:18.13]Till all our strivings cease;
[02:24.29]Take from our souls the strain and stress,
[02:30.49]And let our ordered lives confess
[02:36.72]The beauty of Thy peace,
[02:42.88]The beauty of Thy peace.
[02:52.19]
[02:54.03]Breathe thro' the pulses of desire
[03:00.13]Thy coolness and Thy balm;
[03:06.04]Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire:
[03:11.88]Speak thro' the earthquake, wind, and fire,
[03:18.22]O still, small voice of calm,
[03:25.22]O still, small voice of calm.
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作曲 : Sir Charles Hubert H. Parry
Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
Forgive our foolish ways.
Reclothe us in our rightful mind;
In purer lives Thy service find,
In deeper rev'rence, praise,
In deeper rev'rence, praise.
In simple trust like theirs who heard,
Beside the Syrian sea,
The gracious calling of the Lord,
Let us, like them, without a word,
Rise up and follow Thee,
Rise up and follow Thee.
O sabbath rest by Galilee!
O calm of hills above!
Where Jesus knelt to share with thee
The silence of eternity,
Interpreted by love,
Interpreted by love.
Drop Thy still dews of quietness,
Till all our strivings cease;
Take from our souls the strain and stress,
And let our ordered lives confess
The beauty of Thy peace,
The beauty of Thy peace.
Breathe thro' the pulses of desire
Thy coolness and Thy balm;
Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire:
Speak thro' the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still, small voice of calm,
O still, small voice of calm.