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A halo rests upon Thy brow
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns of the Russian Church #115 (1920) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: Hymns of the Russian Church Lyrics:
A halo rests upon Thy brow,
O Saviour of the sons of men;
For Thou art crowned a Victor now;--
But Thou wilt come to us again.
Thou hast a thought for those who tread
The steeps of life, and often fail[
The weak in faith lift up the head,
And in Thy strength, O Christ, prevail.
Thou art not far removed from those,
That yearn for Thee, and seek Thy grace;
Who in Thy tender love repose,
May hear Thy voice, and see Thy face;--
And know the love that giveth rest,
And share its strength, and feel its glow;
As he who leaned upon Thy breast,
When Thou wert with us, long ago.
But hearts are sad, and lives are lone,
They long for Thee, who love Thee most;
Even when Thy promised Gift they own,--
The comfort of the Holy Ghost.
Thou art our Faith, our Hope, our Love,
O Lover of the souls of men;
Bow down Thy heavens, and from above,
Come, Blessed Lord, to us again.
Languages: English
A halo rests upon Thy brow
A Halo Rests Upon Thy Brow
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11663 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 A halo rests upon Thy brow,
O Savior of the sons of men;
For Thou art crowned a victor now—
But Thou wilt come to us again.
2 Thou hast a thought for those who tread
The steeps of life, and often fail;
The weak in faith lift up the head,
And in Thy strength, O Christ, prevail.
3 Thou art not far removed from those,
That yearn for Thee, and seek Thy grace;
Who in Thy tender love repose,
May hear Thy voice, and see Thy face—
4 And know the love that giveth rest,
And share its strength, and feel its glow;
As he who leaned upon Thy breast,
When Thou wert with us, long ago.
5 But hearts are sad, and lives are lone,
They long for Thee, who love Thee most;
E’en when Thy promised Gift they own—
The comfort of the Holy Ghost.
6 Thou art our faith, our hope, our love,
O Lover of the souls of men;
Bow down Thy heav’ns, and from above,
Come, blessèd Lord, to us again. Languages: English Tune Title: WOODWORTH
A Halo Rests Upon Thy Brow
