Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # From The Desert Caverns Rude 1. From the desert-caverns rude Now the new Elias fareth; Sore he chides the viper-brood, And for Christ a way prepareth: Lo the Judge is hastening hither, Purging with his fan the floor; Soon in fire the chaff shall wither, While the wheat his barns shall store. 2. Christ is coming; mount and hill, Bending low your heads, adore him! Vales arise, your hollows fill, Crooked ways, grow straight before him! High fore-runner, light's true herald, Rouse the slumberers on thy path, Lest we perish, sloth imperill'd, In the Lamb's avenging wrath. 3. Highest praise to God the Lord, To the Father's endless merit; To the sole-begotten Word, Who all glory cloth inherit; Praise and honour without ending Be to him, the Spirit of love, Forth the Christian champion sending, Arm'd with unction from above. Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #