No one has ever gone into Heaven except the One who came from Heaven—the Son of Man.@John 3:13
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John G. Whittier (1807-1892)

John G. Whittier, 1856. This hymn, and Immortal Love, Forever Full, come from Whittier’s poem The Master, in The Panorama, and Other Poems, 1856.

Serenity, adapted by Uzziah C. Burnap, 1856, from Waft, Ye Winds, by William V. Wallace, 1836 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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William V. Wallace (1812-1865)

We may not climb the heavenly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down;
In vain we search the lowest deeps,
For Him no depths can drown.

But warm, sweet, tender, even yet
A present help is He;
And faith has still its Olivet,
And love its Galilee.

The healing of the seamless dress
Is by our beds of pain;
We touch Him in life’s throng and press,
And we are whole again.

Through Him the first fond prayers are said
Our lips of childhood frame;
The last low whispers of our dead
Are burdened with His name.

O Lord and Master of us all,
Whate’er our name or sign,
We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call,
We test our lives by Thine!