56. 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 Savior 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 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.

5 O Savior 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.

6 Thy touch still has its ancient pow'r;
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: LM
Language: English
Publication Date: 1997
Scripture: ;
Topic: Christians: Dependence; Christians: Humility; Confession of Sin (2 more...)
Tune Information
Name: EDEN
Composer: Timothy B. Mason (1836)
Meter: LM
Key: A♭ Major



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