16855. Come, My Brethren

1 Come, my breth­ren, let us try,
For a lit­tle sea­son;
Every bur­den to lay by,
Come and let us rea­son.
What is this that casts you down,
What is this that grieves you?
Speak and let the worst be known,
Speaking may re­lieve you.

2 Think on what your Sav­ior bore,
In the gloo­my garden;
Sweating blood from ev­ery pore,
Crying, "O My Fa­ther."
See Him nail­èd to the tree,
Bleeding, groan­ing, dy­ing;
See, He suf­fered this for you,
Therefore be be­liev­ing.

3 Joseph took His bo­dy down,
Shrouded it in lin­en;
Laid it in the si­lent tomb,
And re­turn­èd mourn­ing.
Soon He ris­es from the tomb,
Angels fly from glo­ry;
O what gl­ory shone around,
Hallelujah, glo­ry!

4 Brethren, don’t you feel the flame?
Sisters, don’t you you love Him?
Let us join to praise His name;
Let us nev­er grieve Him.
Soon we’ll meet to part no more,
Soon we’ll be in Heav­en;
There to join with those ab­ove,
And for­ever praise Him.

Text Information
First Line: Come, my brethren, let us try
Title: Come, My Brethren
Author (attributed to): Aaron Coons (1833-1910)
Meter: 76.76 D
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain
Tune Information
Name: KAIFENG
Composer: Anonymous (1880)
Meter: 76.76 D
Key: G Major or modal
Source: in Salvation Army Music, edited by William Booth (London: S. W. Partridge, 1880)
Copyright: Public Domain



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