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O Lord, the wilderness to me

Hymnal: Elim; or Hymns of Holy Refreshment #d75 (1866) Hymnal Title: Elim; or Hymns of Holy Refreshment
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O Lord, the wilderness to me

Author: William Chatterton Dix Hymnal: Hymns for the Reformed Church in the United States #169 (1874) Hymnal Title: Hymns for the Reformed Church in the United States
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O Lord, the wilderness to me

Author: John E. Guld Hymnal: The Church Porch, a service book and hymnal for Sunday schools Rev. Ed. #65 (1899) Hymnal Title: The Church Porch, a service book and hymnal for Sunday schools Rev. Ed.
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O Lord, the wilderness to me

Hymnal: The Church Porch #56 (1874) Hymnal Title: The Church Porch
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The Way Of Sorrows

Author: William C. Dix Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10801 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: O Lord, the wilderness to me Lyrics: 1 O Lord, the wilderness to me A very paradise shall be, Since Thou for forty days wast there, In fasting, solitude and prayer. 2 Unworthy though these feet to rest On ground Thy footsteps once have blest, The way of sorrows shall be mine, Made sweet because it first was Thine. 3 Lord, let me find some lowly place Where I may seek Thy pitying face, And plead with Thee by Olivet, By agony, and bloody sweat. 4 Some quiet aisle or dim recess Shall make for me a wilderness; And surely angels shall be there To wait on penitence and prayer. 5 Nor is this all: for I would know The depth of shame, the crown of woe Stand by the stricken Mother’s side, While Thou art mocked and crucified. 6 And then in hours of saddest gloom I still will watch around Thy tomb, Till with the day new joy be born, And Thou shalt rise on Easter morn. 7 O blessèd thought, that faith can see In every altar—Calvary, Find there the loving arms outspread, And fall before the fallen Head. 8 Come King of kings, come Light of light: The Bride awaits the day all bright, When she shall lift, her mourning o’er, The shout of Paschal joy once more. Languages: English Tune Title: BERA

O Lord, the wilderness to me

Hymnal: The Hymnal of the Reformed Church in the United States #d478 (1890) Hymnal Title: The Hymnal of the Reformed Church in the United States

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