| Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Benedicite (Selected Rondels). V. Ye Hills and Mountains | | By Richard Wilton (18271903) |
| | O ye Mountains and Hills, bless ye the Lord; praise Him and magnify Him for ever. |
| YE Hills and Mountains, lift His praise, | |
| To your high calling be ye true: | |
| Let your pure summits pierce the blue, | |
| And catch His earliest morning rays; | |
| And with a lingering glory blaze | 5 |
| When earth puts on her twilight hue: | |
| Ye Hills and Mountains, lift His praise, | |
| To your high calling be ye true. | |
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| Along your silent upland ways | |
| His holy feet have brushed the dew, | 10 |
| When hiding out of human view | |
| He sought lone nights for busy days: | |
| Ye Hills and Mountains, lift His praise, | |
| To your high calling be ye true. | | | |
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