1 Ever patient, gentle, meek,
Holy Saviour! was Thy mind;
Vainly in myself I seek,
Likeness to my Lord to find;
Yet, that mind which was in Thee,
May be, must be form'd in me.
2 Days of toil, 'mid throngs of men,
Vex'd not, ruffled not Thy soul;
Still, collected, calm, serene,
Thou each feeling couldst control.
Lord, that mind which was in Thee,
May be, must be form'd in me.
3 Though such griefs were Thine to bear,
For each suff'rer Thou couldst feel;
Every mourner's burden share,
Every wounded spirit heal:
Saviour! let thy grace in me
Form that mind which was in Thee.
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First Line: | Ever patient, gentle, meek |
Meter: | 7s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Christians: their life and experience; Example: of Christ; Forbearance(7 more...) |