128. Christ The Sufferer

Dark were the paths our Master trod,
Yet never failed his trust in God;
Cruel and fierce the wrongs he bore,
Yet he but felt for man the more.

Unto the cross in faith he went,
His Father’s willing instrument;
Upon the cross his prayer arose
In pity for his ruthless foes.

O, may we all his kindred be,
By holy love and sympathy;
Still loving man through every ill,
And trusting in our Father’s will!

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First Line: Dark were the paths our Master trod
Title: Christ The Sufferer
Author: Gaskell
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1866
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