21. Heavy laden with thy grief

Heavy laden with thy grief,
Do thy tears like raindrops flow?
Christ hath all thy sorrows borne
Long ago.

See Him in the garden, prone,
While He poured His soul to God;
Then He bore affliction keen,
And the rod.

Weary, laden with thy sin,
Dost thou bow beneath the load?
Cast the burden of thy woe,
On thy God.

See Him faint beneath the load,
As He bears the ghastly tree;
Hear His weary spirit sigh,
All for thee.

Sad and doubting, lo! the sun
Shines upon a glorious day:
He is risen! come, see the place
Where He lay.

Glory to our suffering Lord,
Praise to our exalted King,—
Source of life and endless bliss,—
Let us bring.

Text Information
First Line: Heavy laden with thy grief
Title: Heavy laden with thy grief
Translator: John Brownlie (1907)
Publication Date: 1907
Meter: 7,7,7,3
Language: English
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