Text: | At Even, When the Sun Was Set |
Author: | Henry Twells |
Tune: | EDEN |
Composer: | Timothy B. Mason |
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 | |
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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 | |
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Name: | EDEN |
Composer: | Timothy B. Mason (1836) |
Meter: | LM |
Key: | A♭ Major |