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<h2>NOT ALWAYS ON THE MOUNT</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;The appearance of His face changed, and His clothes became bright as a flash of lightning.&#8221; Luke 9:29-31</h3></p>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_h_o_hosmer_fl.jpg" alt="Frederick Lucian Hosmer (1840-1929)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="110" height="158"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_o_hosmer_fl.html" target="_blank">Frederick Lucian Hosmer</a>, 1885.
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Oneonta,&#8221; Walter Henry Hall, 1918 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_o_n_oneonta.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Not always on the mount may we<br>
Rapt in the heav&#8217;nly vision be:<br>
The shores of thought and feeling know<br>
The Spirit&#8217;s tidal ebb and flow.</p>
<p>&#8220;Lord it is good abiding here,&#8221;<br>
We cry, the heav&#8217;nly presence near:<br>
The vision vanishes, our eyes<br>
Are lifted into vacant skies.</p>
<p>Yet hath one such exalted hour<br>
Upon the soul redeeming power,<br>
And its strength, through after days,<br>
We travel our appointed ways,</p>
<p>Till all the lowly vale grows bright,<br>
Transfigured in remembered light,<br>
And in untiring souls we bear<br>
The freshness of the upper air.</p>
<p>The mount for vision: but below<br>
The paths of daily duty go,<br>
And nobler life therein shall own<br>
The pattern on the mountain shown.</p>
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