55. At Even, When the Sun Was Set

1 At even, when the sun was set,
The sick, O Lord, around Thee lay;
O in what divers pains they met!
O with what joy they went away!

2 Once more 'tis eventide, and we,
Oppressed with various ills, draw near:
What if Thy form we cannot see?
We know and feel that Thou art here.

3 O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel:
For some are sick, and some are sad,
And some have never loved Thee well,
And some have lost the love they had.

4 O Saviour Christ, Thou too art man;
Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried;
Thy kind but searching glance can scan
The very wounds that shame would hide.

5 Thy touch has still its ancient power;
No word from Thee can fruitless fall:
Hear in this solemn evening hour,
And in Thy mercy heal us all.


Text Information
First Line: At even, when the sun was set
Title: At Even, When the Sun Was Set
Author: Henry Twells (1868)
Meter: L. M.
Publication Date: 1955
Scripture: ;
Topic: Christ: Friend; Christ: Saviour; Christ: Son of Man (4 more...)
Tune Information
Composer: Georg Joseph
Meter: L. M.
Key: E♭ Major
Source: Heilige Seelenlust, 1657

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