31. Heavy laden with thy grief

Heavy laden with thy grief,
Do thy tears like raindrops flow?
Christ hath all thy sorrows borne,
Long ago.

See Him in the garden prone,
While He pours His soul to God;
Then He bore affliction keen,
And the rod.

Weary, laden with thy sin,
Dost thou bow beneath the load?
Cast the burden of thy woe,
On thy God.

See Him fainting by the way,
As He bears the ponderous tree;
Hear His weary spirit sigh,
All for thee.

Sad and doubting! lo, the sun
Shines upon a glorious day;
He is risen, come see the place
Where He lay.

Glory to our suffering Lord,
Praise to our exalted King,--
Source of life and endless bliss,--
Let us bring.

Text Information
First Line: Heavy laden with thy grief
Title: Heavy laden with thy grief
Translator: John Brownlie
Publication Date: 1920
Meter: 7,7,7,3
Language: English
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