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Hymnal: The Little Seraph #40b (1874) First Line: Mary to the Saviour's tomb Lyrics: 1 Mary to the Saviour's tomb
Hasten'd at the early dawn,
Spice she brought, and sweet perfume,
But the Lord, she lov'd was gone.
For awhile she ling'ring stood,
Fill'd with sorrow and surprise;
Trembling, while a crystal flood
Issued from her weeping eyes. Tune Title: MARTYN
Martyn
Mary to the Savior's Tomb
Author: Simeon Butler Marsh, 1798-1875; John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4173 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1. Mary to the Savior’s tomb
Hasted at the early dawn;
Spice she brought, and rich perfume,
But the Lord she loved had gone;
For a while she lingering stood,
Filled with sorrow and surprise,
Trembling, while a crystal flood
Issued from her weeping eye.
2. But her sorrow quickly fled
When she heard His welcome voice;
Christ had risen from the dead—
Now He bids her heart rejoice.
What a change His word can make,
Turning darkness into day!
Ye who weep for Jesus’ sake,
He will wipe your tears away.
3. He who came to comfort her,
When she thought her all was lost,
Will for your relief appear,
Tho’ you now are tempest-tossed.
On His arm your burden cast;
On His love your thoughts employ;
Weeping for a while may last,
But the morning brings the joy. Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYN
Mary to the Savior's Tomb
Jesus, Lover Of My Soul
Author: Simeon B. Marsh Hymnal: Advent Songs #8a (1916) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Lover of my soul,
Brother, friend and comrade dear,
No temptation can control
While Thy spirit hovers near.
All I treasure from Thee came,
Thy kind deeds all people bless.
Love triumphant is Thy aim,
Peace, good will and righteousness.
2 When my soul shall homeward fly,
When earth's dross shall disappear,
Then with plaintive joy I cry,
Thou alone could bring me here.
Other refuge have I none,
Heart and life I offer thee,
So thro' them I may atone
For misdeeds now haunting me.
3 Guided by Thy perfect life,
Growing with the love I feel,
Send me forth mid feudal strife
Brothers' wounds to bind and heal.
In fond service of my kind
Would I show my love of Thee,
Wandering, fainting sheep to find,
Bring sweet solace unto me.
4 Ever shield from force and wrong,
Bid my garish self depart,
For Thy service make me strong,
Sure of hand and pure of heart.
World is dreary when alone,
Thy full glory would I see,
Love and peace with Thee enthrone,
Winning all humanity.
5 Thou of life the fountain art,
E'en Thy touch restoreth me,
Write Thy message on my heart,
Song of hope and charity.
All the world is naught beside
What Thy presence with Ye bring,
At thy side may I abide,
Ever of Thy love to sing.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYN
Jesus, Lover Of My Soul
Mary to the Saviour's tomb
Author: Simeon B. Marsh, 1798-1875 Hymnal: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book #140 (1917) Lyrics: 1 Mary to the Saviour's tomb
Hasted at the early dawn;
Spice she brought, and rich perfume,
But the Lord she loved had gone;
For awhile she ling'ring stood,
Fill'd with sorrow and surprise,
Trembling, while a crystal flood
Issues from her weeping eyes.
2 But her sorrow quickly fled
When she heard His welcome voice;
Christ had risen from the dead;
Now He bids her heart rejoice.
What a change His word can make,
Turning darkness into day!
Ye who weep for Jesus' sake,
He will wipe your tears away.
3 He who came to comfort her,
When she thought her all was lost,
Will for your relief appear,
Tho' you now are tempest-toss'd.
On His arm your burden cast;
On His love your thoughts employ;
Weeping for awhile may last,
But the morning brings the joy. Topics: Christ Resurrection of; The Son Easter; Easter Hymns; Resurrection Of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYN
Mary to the Saviour's tomb
Jesus, Lover of my soul
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: Common Service Book of the Lutheran Church #A371 (1917) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Lover of my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll,
While the tempest still is high;
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide,
O receive my soul at last.
2 Other refuge have I none;
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, ah, leave me not alone;
Still support and comfort me.
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.
3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want,
More than all in Thee I find.
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is Thy Name,
I am all unrighteousness;
False and full of sin I am,
Thou art full of truth and grace.
4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound;
Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the Fountain art,
Freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity.
Amen. Topics: The Christian Life Communion with Christ Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYN
Jesus, Lover of my soul
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