11930. Mute Are The Pleading Lips Of Him

1 Mute are the pleading lips of Him
Who hath our cause defended;
Love drained the cup filled to the brim,
As holiness demanded.
The gentle Shepherd here behold,
Slain for the sheep lost to His fold:
From labor, pain, and weeping
Now rests He with the sleeping.

2 But not for aye, O Friend of men,
Thou in the grave descendest;
A little while, and then again
Thy grieving flock Thou tendest.
The corn that falls into the earth
From darkness springs in fullness forth,
In season amply giving
The life-bread to the living.

3 O Prince of Life, now to the gloom
Of earth consigned in sorrow,
My life so guide, that in my tomb
I wait the blessèd morrow.
When, freed from worldly strife and care,
This mortal frame reposes there,
Grant that my deathless spirit
The bliss of Heav’n inherit.

Text Information
First Line: Mute are the pleading lips of Him
Title: Mute Are The Pleading Lips Of Him
Author: Johan O. Wallin
Translator: Ernst W. Olson, 1870-1958
Language: English
Source: Swedish
Copyright: Public Domain
Tune Information
Key: F Major or modal
Source: German, 16th century
Copyright: Public Domain

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