Laudes Domini ‎#350

350. A lonely life

1 A pilgrim through this lonely world,
The blessèd Saviour passed;
A mourner all his life was he,
A dying Lamb at last.

2 That tender heart that felt for all,
For all its life-blood gave;
It found on earth no resting-place,
Save only in the grave.

3 Such was our Lord; and shall we fear
The cross, with all its scorn?
Or love a faithless evil world,
That wreathed his brow with thorn?

4 No! facing all its frowns or smiles,
Like him, obedient still,
We homeward press through storm or calm,
To Zion's blessèd hill.

Text Information

• First Line: A pilgrim through this lonely world
• Title: A lonely life
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1884
• Notes: Public Domain

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