826. Thou Art Near

1. O Love divine, that stooped to share
Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear!
On thee we cast each earth-born care;
We smile at pain while thou art near.

2. When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is changed to fear,
The murm'ring wind, the quiv'ring leaf,
Shall softly tell us, "Thou art near!"

3. On thee we fling our burd'ning woe,
O love divine, forever dear;
Content to suffer while we know,
Living or dying, thou art near.

Text Information
First Line: O love divine, that stooped to share
Title: Thou Art Near
Author: Oliver W. Holmes
Language: English
Publication Date: 1908
Topic: Special Occasions: Funeral Hymns
Tune Information
Name: YORK
Composer: Edwin Barnes
Meter: L. M.
Key: F Major

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