Where cross the crowded ways of life,
Where sound the cries of race and clan,
Above the noise of selfish strife,
We hear thy voice, O Son of man!
In haunts of wretchedness and need,
On shadowed thresholds dark with fears,
From paths where hide the lures of greed,
We catch the vision of thy tears.
The cup of water given for thee
Still holds the freshness of thy grace;
Yet long these multitudes to see
The sweet compassion of thy face.
O Teacher, from the mountain side,
Make haste to heal these hearts of pain;
Among these restless throngs abide,
O tread the city's streets again;
Till humankind shall learn thy love
And follow where thy feet have trod;
Till glorious from thy heaven above
Shall come the city of our God.
|First Line:||Where cross the crowded ways of life|
|Title:||Where Cross the Crowded Ways of LIfe|
|Author:||Frank Mason North|
|Topic:||City; Healing; Human Family(3 more...)|
|Source:||Christian City, 1903, alt.|
|Source:||William Gardiner's Sacred Melodies, 1815|
|MIDI file:||WiS 133 Where Cross the Crowded Ways of Life.mid|