I found this in The Hymnal 1982 the other day at number 459. I love what it says about how big and how timeless Jesus is, compared to all my running around.
And have the bright immensities received our risen Lord,
where light-years frame the Pleiades and point Orion's sword?
Do flaming suns his footsteps trace through corridors sublime,
the Lord of interstellar space and Conqueror of time?
The heaven that hides him from our sight knows neither near nor far;
an altar candle sheds its light as surely as a star:
and where his loving people meet to share the gift divine,
there stands he with unhurrying feet; there heavenly splendors shine.
Text: Howard Chandler Robbins, 1876-1952
Music: Halifax, George Frederic Handel, adapt. David Hurd
