Chapter & Verse

Correspondence on not-so-famous lost words

Margaret Lindsey hopes someone knows the source of “Unmeasur’d space is the Lord’s habitation, His hand upholds creation’s realm...”—“the beginning of a hymn-like chorus which was one of the pieces our school choir sang at a schools’ competition at the Sydney Town Hall some 60-plus years ago. Certain things on Google are somewhat similar textually, but no cigar, and there is nothing musically. Any assistance would be most welcome; this has been driving a friend and me mad for decades.”

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