winding down each slow second,
clicking, ticking toward the last
instant at which all things will
and leave me standing there: still,
silent, waiting for someone
to turn my key again and
Let all the world, in every corner, sing: my God and King! The heavens are not too high, His praise may thither fly, The earth is not too low,…
Program notes (courtesy of Wikipedia) One of my favorite pieces of sacred music.