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What Contradictions Meet

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13025 Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 Lyrics: 1 What contradictions meet In ministers’ employ! It is a bitter sweet, A sorrow full of joy: No other post affords a place For equal honor, or disgrace! 2 Who can describe the pain Which faithful preachers feel; Constrained to speak, in vain, To hearts as hard as steel? Or who can tell the pleasures felt, When stubborn hearts begin to melt? 3 The Savior’s dying love, The soul’s amazing worth; Their utmost efforts move, And draw their bowels forth: They pray and strive, their rest departs, Till Christ be formed in sinners’ hearts. 4 If some small hope appear, They still are not content; But, with a jealous fear, They watch for the event: Too oft they find their hopes deceived, Then, how their inmost souls are grieved! 5 But when their pains succeed, And from the tender blade The ripening ears proceed, Their toils are overpaid: No harvest joy can equal theirs, To find the fruit of all their cares. 6 On what has now been sown Thy blessing, Lord, bestow; The power is Thine alone, To make it spring and grow: Do Thou the gracious harvest raise, And Thou, alone, shalt have the praise. Languages: English Tune Title: ARTHUR'S SEAT

What contradictions meet

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #558 (1828) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 What contradictions meet In ministers' employ! It is a bitter sweet-- A sorrow full of joy; No other post affords a place For equal honour or disgrace! 2 Who can describe the pain Which faithful preachers feel, Constrain'd to preach in vain, To hearts as hard as steel? Or who can tell the pleasures felt, When stubborn hearts begin to melt? 3 The Saviour's dying love, The soul's amazing worth, Their utmost efforts move, And draw their bowels forth: They pray and strive--their rest departs, Till Christ be form'd in sinners hearts. 4 If some small hope appear, They still are not content; But with a jealous fear, They watch for the event: Too oft they find their hopes deceiv'd; Then how their inmost souls are griev'd! 5 But when their pain succeed, And from the tender blade The rip'ning ears proceed, Their toils are overpaid: No harvest-joy can equal theirs, To find the fruit of all their cares. 6 On what has now been sown Thy blessing, Lord bestow; The power is thine alone, To make it spring and grow; Do thou the gracious harvest raise, And thou, alone, shalt have the praise. Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ Pastoral; Minister's Complaint Scripture: Galatians 4:16