The New English Hymnal ‎#243

243. 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 And some have found the world is vain,
Yet from the world they break not free;
And some have friends who give them pain,
Yet have not sought a friend in thee;

5 And none, O Lord, have perfect rest,
For none are wholly free from sin;
And they who fain would serve thee best
Are conscious most of wrong within.

6 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;

7 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
• Author: Henry Twells, 1823-1900
• Meter: LM
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1986
• Topic: Times and Seasons: Evening; Sickness and Health; St. Luke: October 18th

Tune Information

• Name: ANGELUS
• Composer: G. Joseph (adapt.)
• Meter: LM
• Key: E♭ Major
• Source: Heilige Seelenlust, Breslau, 1657