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Lord, I am pain'd; but I resign

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #CCCVI (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am pain'd; but I resign My body to thy will; 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are thy ways of providence, While they who love thee groan; The reasons lie conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'er burdened heart should break Beneath thine heavy rod. 4 These mournful groans and flowing tears, Give my poor spirit ease; While ev'ry groan my Father hears, And ev'ry tear he sees. 5 Is not some smiling hour at hand With peace upon its wings? Give it, O God, thy swift command, With all the joys it brings. Topics: Providence of God Languages: English

Lord, I am pain'd but I resign

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns & Psalms #381 (1808) Languages: English

Lord! I am pain'd; but I resign

Hymnal: Hymns #672 (1857) Languages: English

Lord! I am pain'd; but I resign

Hymnal: Hymns #672 (1850) Languages: English

Lord, I am pain'd; but I resign

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #1256 (1835)

Lord! I'm pain'd; but I resign

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #672 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lord! I am pain'd; but I resign My body to thy will; 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are the ways of providence, When those who love thee groan: The reasons lie conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'er burden'd heart should break Beneath thine heavy rod. 4 The mournful groans and flowing tears, Give my poor spirit ease; While every groan my Father hears; And every tear he sees. 5 Is not some smiling hour at hand, With peace upon its wings! Give it, O God! thy swift command, With all the joys it brings! Topics: Hope is sickness; Sickness and Recovery

Complaint and Hope under great Pain

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #DXXXVIII (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, I am paine'; but I resign Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am pain'd; but I resign My body to thy will; 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are thy ways of providence, While they who love thee groan; Thy reasons lies conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'erburthen'd heart should break Beneath thine heavy rod. 4 These mournful groans and flowing tears, Give my poor spirit ease; While every groan my father hears, And every tear he sees. 5 [How shall I glorify my God In bonds of grief confin'd? Damp'd is my vigor, while this clod Hands heavy on my mind.] 6 Is not some smiling hour at hand With peace upon its wings? Give it, O God, thy swift command, With all the joys it brings. Topics: Times and Seasons Sickness; Complaint and hop in sickness Languages: English

Complaint and hope under great pain

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCCL (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, I am pain'd, but I resign Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am pain'd, but I resign My body to thy will; 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are the ways of providence, While they who love thee groan; The reasons lie conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'er burden'd heart should break Beneath thine heavy rod. 4 These mournful groans and flowing tears, Give my poor spirit ease; While ev'ry groan my Father hears, And ev'ry tear he sees. 5 [How shall I glorify my God, In bonds of grief confin'd? Damp'd is my vigor, while this clod Hangs heavy on my mind.] 6 Is not some smiling hour at hand With peace upon its wings? Give it, O God, thy swift command, With all the joys it brings. Topics: Sickness Complaint and hope in Languages: English

Complaint and hope under great pain

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCCL (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, I am pain'd, but I resign Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am pain'd, but I resign My body to thy will; 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are the ways of providence, While they who love thee groan; The reasons lie conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'er burden'd heart should break Beneath thine heavy rod. 4 These mournful groans and flowing tears, Give my poor spirit ease; While ev'ry groan my Father hears, And ev'ry tear he sees. 5 [How shall I glorify my God, In bonds of grief confin'd? Damp'd is my vigor, while this clod Hangs heavy on my mind.] 6 Is not some smiling hour at hand With peace upon its wings? Give it, O God, thy swift command, With all the joys it brings. Topics: Sickness Complaint and hope in Languages: English

Hope in Sickness

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #429 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord! I am pain'd; but I resign Lyrics: 1 Lord! I am pain'd; but I resign My body to thy will; 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are the ways of providence, When those who love thee groan: The reasons lie conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'er burden'd heart should break Beneath thine heavy rod. 4 The mournful groans and flowing tears, Give my poor spirit ease; While every groan my Father hears; And every tear he sees. 5 Is not some smiling hour at hand, With peace upon its wings; Give it, O God thy swift command, With all the joys it brings! Topics: Special Occasions Sickness and Recovery Languages: English