252. 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 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.

5 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
Title: At Even, When the Sun Was Set
Author: Henry Twells (1868)
Meter: LM
Language: English
Publication Date: 1985
Scripture: ;
Topic: Jesus Christ: Life and Ministry
Tune Information
Composer (melody): G. Scheffler (1657; adapt.)
Meter: LM
Key: E♭ Major

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